The Little Girl was dressed in a costume she wore for an act she did in assembly this afternoon when we pulled up at the shops and I asked if she was hopping out of the car.
Little Girl: What if people look at me?
The Boy: Well, they'll just be reminded of your beauty.
Me: Awwh ... that's such a lovely thing to say about your sister.
The Boy: Can I have a dollar?
The Boy: Fifty cents? ... twenty cents ... five cents ...
The Boy: Hey? What? Five cents is the smallest coin you can get.