Julia (in tears): Allie is mean.
Me: Allie is taking a turn with your toy and then you can have it, Julia.
Julia: I don't like Allie. I don't want a sister.
Me (smiling behind her back): Do you love Allie?
Julia: No, I don't love Allie.
Reminds me of fighting with my two older sisters when I was a kid. Don't worry, Julia. In about 14 years, I'm sure the two of you will be the best of friends.
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