This afternoon's post-nap scenario: Emily and Jenna leaning against me on the sofa, listening to me read the latest Enid Blyton. Kate walks over to us and lunges at Jenna's midsection.
Jenna hollers, pulling down her shirt which has ridden up, "No! Bad Katie! You cant have my bupbilla!"
Short period of urgent intervention as both Emily and I explain the non-transferability of bupbillas to Jenna while fending Kate off. Jenna is not reassured and remains grumpy.
I ask Jenna, "Well, what do you think will happen if Katie does get your bupbilla?"
Jenna mutters, "She'll poke a hole in it."
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