Shoes

If you are a dedicate reader of my little blog, you know that Gillian and Dorlisa have a love-hate relationship. Most days they are best friends, but some days they are enemies. I never know what to expect when I pick the kids up. Tonight I asked her how her day was. She said "Good." Clearly I needed to be more specific. I followed with, did you go to timeout today? She said "No. But Dorlisa be bad to me today!" I asked her what happened. She said "Dorlisa say I little shoes." I'm confused. Did she really just say "little shoes?" I asked her to explain. She says "I have big shoes. Dorlisa have little shoes." I asked John if he understood what she was talking about. He didn't understand ether. I asked her, were you playing with big shoes and Dorlisa take them? She said "Dorlisa say to me, I have little shoes. I say no, Dorlisa have little shoes. I have big shoes." So apparently Gillian was mad that Dorlisa said her shoes were little. I guess it doesn't matter your age, never talk bad about another lady's shoes.