At the playground:
Me: Go on, off you go and play, and stop nagging me for food
Betty runs off towards an older child on the slide
Betty: Hello, I'm Betty and I am three and a half. I love olives. I am wearing Crocs. You are wearing pumps, and they are green. Do you like my Crocs? I don't like your pumps. Shall we be friends?
Betty tries to take older child's hand.
Betty: Ok, we don't have to hold hands. Come on lets run over to the swings and lie on them on our tummies and spin around. I don't like your pumps. But I like your funny socks.
Dolly: Da daaaa.
Betty: Look that's my baby sister, she is called Dolly Pasta [she's not], because she loves pasta, and she is one and a half. Do you want to look at her?
Betty and older child stand over Dolly
Dolly toddles off towards the rubbish bin.
Betty: Have you got any other shoes at home?
Betty: I think your pumps are quite nice really. Come on, let's run over there and be friends.
(Not a word came out of the older child's mouth for the duration)
In the car on the way home:
Betty: Mummy, did you like that big girl's pumps?