Taking Stella for a walk while Dorothy had three friends over. We saw three girls- sisters playing on John street and from ahead of me in the stroller she said "Mommy" "Can we buy a new sister?" "Buy a new sister?" "Yes" "Why?" "I don't like Dorothy anymore"
Turned out she was jealous- which she confessed was true - "Im jealous - they didn't want me to play with stinky letters" - about Dorothy's friends.
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