Lucy: Xena, you get all the attention.
Xena: I don’t know what you mean. You get fed.
Lucy: Yeah, but you get all the other attention.
Xena: But I see our folks pet you and tell you that you’re a good girl.
Lucy: Uh huh. But I know that even then they are thinking about you.
Xena: I don’t know why.
Lucy: And she buys you new toys.
Xena: My giant ducky isn’t new. It came from a yard sale.
Lucy: *sigh* Exactly! Did you see me get anything from the yard sale?
Lucy: Now I’m the middle child. *sigh*
Love and wiggles, Lucy