Me: you know it's ok to let people take care of you sometimes.

Ella: I don't neeeeed anyone to take care of me.

Me: but it's nice sometimes to let someone take care of you.

Simon: you do need someone to tale care of you. You're a girl.

Ella: I WILL break your arm, and mama will let me.

Me: Ella, I actually won't let you break Simon's arm.