S: Yes. (turning to me) I know how this is going to go. She's going to choose a dress, then she's going to say "no." It always takes a long time.
Laura walks into the living room with a blue dress to ask for my opinion.
Laura: Do you like this dress?
Me: Yes, it's lovely.
Laura: Is that a stain?
Me: I don't see a stain.
Laura: Over here. That looks like a stain.
Me: I don't see anything.
Laura: She can't wear this. It's stained...
Laura rushes back to find another dress.
Me: (glancing at Sophia, who's casually enjoying her oatmeal) Haha, you called it!
(Good thing I don't dress the girls. They'd be wearing stained clothing ; )
