The little laugher

Grace woke up in a funny mood this morning, funny as in everything is funny. You know it is going to be a interesting day when the first words out of her mouth are, "Book funny. Pooh hunting Woozles."

She giggled in glee at just about anything that was even remotely funny, which had us laughing along. Lots of things were, "Very funny," from closing the curtains, laughing wildly and running away, to running around the garden naked.

While we were having lunch Grace was putting her fingers into the butter on her roll and whizzing them around her plate. So Duncan said to her, "Grace, you asked for some food and now you are not eating it – why did you ask for food?" To which Grace replied, "Play with butter." Duh dad, isn't it obvious why I wanted some food?

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