Lydia, playing with her toy phone, runs to me and says: Mommy! You need ta talk to Gramama(my mom) riiiiigh now! Some-fins wong!
Me: Oh, no! What’s wrong?
Lydia: Rit-scherd(my brother, Richard) has a boo-boo on his hay-ed!
Me: Oh, no!! How did he get a boo-boo on his head?
Lydia: Gramama pushed him!
This is Gramama and I am innocent!