While playing "Polar Coaster" in a way-too-fast moving wagon, Zach and Katie asked me to stand on the grass (for self-preservation). I sat on the grass.
Zach: You're SITTING in line.
Betsy: Well, I'm going to sit. I'm old.
Katie: Why you old?
Betsy: (Pause) Well, you have something to do with it...
Katie: (Concerned) You're not old. You're new!
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