Funny Girl

OK. I know most of my posts are about one person in particular. And it's not because I love her more than anyone else, but because she is just plain funnier. It's not anybody's fault. Two year olds are just funny.

See?

Here are some of the things she has said lately...

"Han Solo can't jump very high. But Luke can." (Helpful information. A bit random, but helpful.)

Mom: Roxie, where is your peach?
Roxie: In the garbage.
Mom: WHY did you put your peach in the garbage?
Roxie: Because it had a pit in it!

While watching Little House on the Prairie (Christian's new phase), Roxie ran up to the TV and pointed at the preacher (the Ingles' were in church) and said, "Mom, is that Joseph Smith?" I thought that was smarty pants of her.

Instead of saying "yoohoo" to get someone's attention, she has started cupping her hands around her mouth, getting right up in my face and saying "Cuckoo, Mom, Cuckoo."

One day, I talked to Shan on the phone. She had not been doing well, but this particular day, she sounded great. After I hung up with her, I talked to Doug and told him that Shan had sounded so wonderful which made me happy because the last time I had talked to her, she had sounded like she had been hit by a train. Roxie sauntered in my room a few minutes later and ever-so-casually said, "So, Mom, was Shan hit by a train?"

One day, she was playing an educational electronic game. It was Barney, so he gives lots of praise. Every time he would say, "You did it!" She, in a very pleased voice would respond, "YES, I did!" If he said, "Good job!" she politely giggled, "Thanks!"

I think that's all for today. All I can remember, that is. She makes me laugh many times a day. Hopefully, she made you laugh today, too.