Referee

I am on the couch with Briar in the living room. Avery is at my feet.

Briar: Avery, no! No touch it.

Avery: Ba.

Me: It's ok. She's not going to touch it.

Briar: No. No touch it!

Avery: Ba-a-wa, ba, ya.

Me: Avery, leave it alone. Briar, it's ok.

Briar: AVERY! NO TOUCH IT!

Avery: Ba, ya.

Me: Avery, just scoot back honey. Briar, calm down.

Briar: AVERY NO TOUCH IT.

Avery: Ah ba ba ba ba ba.

Briar: STOP, AVERY. STOP.

Me: Briar, it's ok, trust me, mom won't let her do it.

What on earth could she be trying to keep to herself you ask?
A doll?
A book?
A cookie?

Foolish reader...

AVERY, NO!
DAS’A MY POOP IN MINE DIAPER.
NO TOUCH IT. MINE!