One morning at breakfast, Dominic threw a fit and didn't want to sit in his chair. I asked him what was wrong, and he said, "I don't want to sit by Anne."
Mommy: "Why don't you want to sit by Anne?"
Dominic: "I don't like Anne."
Mommy: "You love Anne. She's your sister."
Dominic: "I don't love Anne anymore."
Oh, the whims of a 2 year old. Later that same day, Anne and Dominic came upstairs together holding hands. They walked around the living room looking for something. I asked them what they were doing and Dominic said, "I helping Anne find Pink Baby."