I ask myself this question almost daily: Where did she learn that?
Sometimes she's a clear reflection of myself, like how she's recently fond of saying "oh, gaawd!!" (Whoops! thankfully she hasn't repeated some of the other choice words I say too often), but other times it's a complete mystery.
For instance, this evening she found a broom and swept up a pile of pine needles on the deck. How did she know how to use a broom and what to do with it?
You might think that she's watched me before, but that's impossible because I don't sweep. In fact, I don't even own a broom! Yes, my floor is usually dirty. Sometimes I'll use the dustbuster, but also, I pay a cleaning lady.
So, where did she learn that?!
Continuously amazes me, that girl.