After giving DBird a little clementine to eat:
Mama: "Can I have a little slice?"
DD: "No Mama. It's a little orange. I'm a little girl. You're big. But this orange is little. And I'm little. The same. You're big. A big person. This is a little orange for little people like me. It's orange. And it's little. Like me. So it's mine. You're a grown up."