We frequently (constantly, it seems), have to tell Gilly to stop putting things in her mouth. If it's something gross or some sort of biohazard, we tell her "don't put that in your mouth, it will make you sick!"
We planned to go visit Lyn's family on Sunday, but both Grammy and Pops have the cold/flu/something-nasty, so we decided to wait until next week. Last night, Lyn told Gilly that we wouldn't be going to visit them on Sunday, and explained to her that they were "sick."
To which Gilly replied, "what do they have in their mouths?"