Я сажусь на белую садовую скамейку. Рядом две...

I sit on a white garden bench. Nearby are two girls: one, five and a half years old, and another four years old.
At this age, the difference is still noticeable, it is noticeable even in size.
I find them halfway through the conversation, as a result of which I understand that a four-year-old tells her friend about a home and / or crow.
Do not forget. This dialogue is conducted by two little girls. They say something else with errors.

The four-year-old continues:
- ... and then she did not eat anything for two days, she just sat and didn’t even poop.
Her friend nods very seriously.
- She's pregnant.
“I just didn’t do anything at all, even when I took her in my arms.”
Five-and-a-half year thinks for a second.
- Well, yes, pregnant.
“Maybe her bee bit her?”
“Well, if her bee had bitten, she would not have breathed.”
- She was breathing!
At this moment, the youngest is calling mom. Running away, she turns and shouts:
- Breathed! ... Bye!
The eldest remains to sit on the bench alone. She is apparently somewhat discouraged.
- Bye .. (absentmindedly and after a short pause) Exactly. Pregnant