Beatrice has developed her own strange manner of talking, a mixture of the formal (she uses phrases like "paper napkin" and "clothing drawer," says "as well" in place of "too," and prefers "May I?" to the less grammatically correct but more casual "Can I?") and the idiomatic ("no way, Jose" and "paint the town" are two recent favorites) with the fractured grammar of a toddler. She also says a number of very funny and sometimes surreal things.
A few recent quotes:
We were driving with the GPS on and Beatrice asked me, "What is that voice?"
"It's the GPS on the phone. The voice is giving me directions so we don't get lost. It's telling me how to drive."
"I can show you how to drive," Beatrice said, miming holding a steering wheel.
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Beatrice told me the new tattoo on my ankle was beautiful.
"I want a tattoo when I grow up," she said.
"Where do you want to get it?"
"On my ankle."
"And what do you want it to be a picture of?"
"A sandwich."
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Beatrice believes the song is "If You're Happy In Your Nose, Clap Your Hands."
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Beatrice put her head up to the silent car radio and said, "I think there's a jack-in-the-box hiding in there."
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And my favorite: Yesterday Beatrice was sobbing because she wanted a glass of water. After she got her water and calmed down, she remarked, "I get too much upset regarding water."
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