Jane was running around the house, with a bowl, chasing a fly that had just came in saying, "Get in da bowl fly! In da bowl! In da bowl!"
Later in the day this creepy thing happened...
kept eerily whispering, "Die mom. Mom die." over and over. I was getting
really creeped out till I realized she was saying "Dry mom? Mom dry?"
asking if I was still dry (she's potty training). I'm really glad I
realized what she was saying and yes, I was dry.