"I'm the queen of the castle," over and over, then, "You a dirty rascal," over and over and then together, and apart, and then "I'm a dirty rascal," and did I say over and over?

We were outside and Grace was swinging. She turns to Donné and points and wags her finger, "You must pack me a healthy snack tomorrow, no sweeties." Now this is quite a surprise, as Grace is pretty much all about the sweeties….although yesterday her definition of a "health snack" was a hot cross bun and a chocolate brownie. And then, continuing with the finger wagging, she says, "Must tell mommy to pack me a healthy snack tomorrow." Ah, so Grace is just channeling a teachers voice.