She often tells tales of her older sister, of dragons, castles, princes and fancy balls.
Me: "Olive, What's your sisters name?"
O: "Valerie. She's at my school." (She doesn't go to school)
Me: "I've never seen her. Where does she live?"
O: "Here with meeee." (In a slightly ridiculous duh tone)
Me: "What's Valerie look like."
O: "She's pretty. She wears dresses and a crown."
It's Olive's world. We're all just living in it.