While Juliette has picked up many of her mother's sweet endearing qualities, the colloquial language is not one of them.
While I don't swear like a sailor, let's leave it that there are moments when colorful language might be interjected into a conversation to make an emphatic point. I recognize using such base language concedes to a lack of creativity. I am guilty of being uncreative.
While we haven't come to the colorful language point yet - I offer this as evidence, and fear that we are heading in that direction.
Me - "Juliette, why don't you sing your recital song for us?"
Juliette - "No, Mommy. That song is making me crazy. It gets into my head and won't go away."
