Miss M: (Drawing) This is a big apple. It talks.
Miss A: Apples don't talk!
Miss M: In Virginia they talk.
(Miss M's pencil rolls off the table.)
Miss M: You DID THAT!
Miss A: No I didn't!
Miss M: You did that with your magic!
Miss A: My magic was sleeping when your pencil fell down.
Mama: Miss M! Scooch back so Miss A can do her homework!
Miss M: (Continuing on her picture...) That's me in my bed.
Miss A: Which your bed isn't round. Do you want me to help you?
Miss M: Mmm hmmm. (Brief moment of sisterly cooperation on Miss M's picture...)
Miss M: Mommm! Miss A said 'Don't talk' to me!
Miss A: She is bothering me!