No Touch Monkey!

Yesterday evening, driving to the grocery store with the Girl...

G: [tuneless singing, chatting, then...] Nooo touch me. Nooooooo touch me!
Me: Are you practising using your words, sweetie darling?
G: Uh-hunh.
Me: You're using your words to say what you want. Good for you.
G: Nooo touch. Noooo touch me. Do nooo touch me. Do nooo touch mah monkey!!
Me: ...
Me: Did you just say, "Do not touch my monkey?"
G: Uh-hunh.
Me: Oooookey dokey.

Let's hope she can remember that one for the next, oh, 16, 17 years. Snort.