Emma: Yes, I want to go for a short walk. To the place with the girl that's a different color.
Emma: The girl whose a different color than me.
Carina: Color of what?
Emma: The girl.
Carina: What color are you Emma?
Emma: White. And the girl is white too but brown too, like me.
Carina: You mean her hair? Her skin?
Emma: No mommy! Her house! Her house is white and brown like mine! *Then she rolls her eyes at me.*