Hollis: "Mommy, we're not supposed to say that."
Me: "Say what, Hollis? Jealousy?"
Hollis: "Yeah. Jealousy's a bad word."
Me: "Says who, sweetie?"
Hollis: "Miss 'Rie." (His sitter, Marie.)
Me: "Is it that you're not supposed to say jealous, or you're not supposed to get jealous."
Hollis: "I'm not supposed to get jealous."
For a moment I contemplated the maturity of my 3 year old, who could apparently somewhat comprehend the complicated emotion that is jealousy.
Hollis: "Jealousy goes on bread and peanut butter."