I found her eating a crayon and before I could even say anything ...
Julia: no, I not in twouble.
Grace: you are.
Julia: oh! it was an axe-dent.
Julia finds me in the shower and whips back the curtain ... gives me an up-down and proceeds:
Julia: Basher's frowin the ice!!!
Grace: his ice? please close the curtain
Julia: NO - his ice!!
Grace: he doesn't have any ice and I'm serious - close the curtain
Julia: he's frowin his ice on the gwound!
Grace: oh, his eggs?? close the curtain!
Julia: Yeah! his ice!!!
Julia watches as I struggle to put on a pair of pre (pre pre pre) pregnancy pants:
Julia: you puttin on your tights?
Julia: those too small
Julia: those not fit
Julia: (points to my excess stomach skin) is there a baby in there?
Grace: go away.
Watching me changing Sebastian's bomb:
Julia: It's SO Gwoss!!!
Julia: What you eat, Bashy?
Julia: That's okay but you GWOSS.
After I put a new shirt on her:
Julia: Oh, I wove it. You buy it at the Target?
Julia: Oh! You buyed it at the Cosco.
heard through the monitor during nap time:
silence and a pause
Julia: This is riddy riddy boring.
After I gave her a plate of chicken with a little tiny bit of oregano:
Julia: no sank you.
Grace: you need to try at least a bite.
Julia: no, I not wike salad.