"Tay!"

You always know when Gracie's getting into trouble. She will come and find you, give you a real serious look, point her finger at you and say "tay!" (stay)

We picked a bunch of strawberries this week and they were on the table. They weren't off limits, I had them on the table for a reason. I wanted everyone to enjoy them.
But Grace, I guess, thought they were forbidden. She came into the living room, with strawberry juice dripping down her chin, pointed her finger at me and said "tay!" then ran back to the kitchen where she stole a few more berries. She came back in to see me, rubbed her belly, smiled and said "Mmmm!" then got real serious. "Tay!" and back to the kitchen for more. She must have done this ten times.

She really thought she was slick. I know, I know, I should not have let her think she was getting away with being disobedient, but she was so stinkin cute.