The girls were all dressed up - Angela was
excessively extravagantly decked out as some foreign princess and Olivia was her plainer dressed attendant. Olivia was following Angela, carrying the parasol for her.
At one point in their play, I overheard the following exchange:
Angela: Can you please catch up with me?
Olivia: No, I don't have any ketchup.
Angela: No, I mean can you stay up with me?
Olivia: No, I'll be going to sleep in my own bed.
Angela couldn’t decide whether to laugh or be exasperated. Doug and I couldn’t help but be proud – our big girl is definitely developing a quick wit!