Who needs enemies when you have a sister?

2½-year-old Mia and 5-year-old Daniel sat at the dinner table on their own, waiting for their tea.
I’m in the kitchen whipping up a chicken dinner and am just making the gravy. Clearly I am a Domestic Goddess.

Mia (totally out of the blue): “You’re not a naughty boy Dan. You’re a good boy.”
Dan: “I know. You’re a pretty girl.”
“Yes. Yes. And you’re a pretty good boy.”
“No, Mia. I’m handsome.”

Pause.

“No you’re not Dan.”

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