“Well, What Are You?”

The other night, on the night that the cable and Internet were out (we didn’t lose power like so many other people over the Christmas holiday) Jon, Elle and I played running around the house and tickling and hide and seek.

It was impromptu and fun.

In the midst of the tickle game on the couch, I asked Elle, who had been saying “I goosy [goofy]” for a few days if she was goosy.

“No.”

“Are you silly then?” I ask.

“No.”

“Well, what are you?”

“I happy.”

And with that she was off, running over the couch, launching over the end of the arm rest and onto the floor.

Melt. My. Heart.

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