Bebe had misplaced some little things she was hoarding -- erasers, marbles, stickers. She decided that Cha had stolen them. I knew Charlotte was innocent of this particular accusation, but Beebs was adamant. "You took them! You're a criminal mastermind!"
This caused me to laugh because applying that title to a sweet 4 year old is just plain funny. Unfortunately, ChaCha was not so easily amused, and she started to cry. "I'm not a criminal with a master mind! I didn't take your stuff, Bebe!"
Bebe found her stuff and apologized. "I'm sorry. I guess you're not really a criminal mastermind. Just a plain old criminal." Ah, sisterly love.