Our two year old granddaughter is visiting us for the week. It never ceases to amaze me what comes of the mouths of babes.
Emma was entertaining us after supper by hopping around her four foot stuffed dog, working up a sweat. As she was making me dizzy, I wondered when this tiny pogo stick would topple. Thinking I could interrupt her motion I asked, "Emma, are you a bunny rabbit?"
Nonchalantly Emma looked me in the eye, continuing to jump. "No Gamma," she replied. "A kangaroo."
Contributed by Ann.
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