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Olivia asked why Owen tends to get jealous lately when I hold her on my lap. I explained that was normal for babies, then answered in the affirmative when she asked if she used to do the same with Ava. From there, she asked me to tell her stories from when she was a baby.

Five minutes of gushing later, I said, “Olivia, I love you so much. This was just my favorite part of the whole day.”

Livie replied, “It was like the third best part of my day. No, wait, fourth.”

Rebecca, while brushing Olivia’s messy bed head before school: “I just can’t understand how this happens! It’s like a bird’s nest.”

Olivia: “I just really love sleep, Mom.”

Rebecca: “Olivia, I think you are amazing. You are smart and incredibly funny. And, those eyelashes make me want to cry. You’re gorgeous. Are you happy, too?”

Olivia: “Yes, though it’s really hard having an eight-year-old sister.”

Rebecca: “I’m sure that’s true.”

Olivia: “And, it will be even harder having a nine-year-old sister.”

Rebecca: “Is there anything I can do to make it easier?”

Olivia: “Well, you could make her five.”

Olivia: “I’ve been alive for six years. Do you know how I know that? You just say the age you are, then add ‘years’ after. ‘I’ve been alive for six years.’ See?”

Rebecca: “I’ve been alive for 35 years.”

Olivia: “Whoa…”