The other day I'm goofing around with my daughter Jamie. Of the many qualities I love about her is her sense of humor. She really has a good sense of her own humor . . . and gets mine. At one point she tells me: "Oh, you're just being sarcastic!".
She was right.
Seven.
During that same goof session, Jackie tried cracking a joke. After a slight silent pause Jamie tells her: "All I hear are crickets, momma."
Seven.
Then, the other day she tells me that one of the things we share in common with monkeys are our "opposable thumbs".
Did I mention she was seven?
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