baby bliss and her cousin were having a "difference of opinion".
baby bliss wanted to clean her room (i should have had the smelling salts ready right then) but cousin said no, she wanted to dress the dolls.
being the loving tattle tale that she is, baby bliss came out to complain to moi.
i smoothed it over with a loudly voiced directive projected in the direction of baby bliss's inner sanctum: tell your cousin i said help you clean that room!
good enough cuz they got 'er done.
then baby bliss comes out into the living room once more. she stopped beside the couch and gave me a round-the-way-girl look and said: now i know how you feel when i act like that.
me (all innocent and stooopid): act like what?
baby bliss: a little hussy.
that's when i passed out y'all.