I left the house a grumpy mom this morning, but the following conversation turned around my whole day:
Emily: What was that on Nanaw's car (my mom's car in the driveway)?
Me: I don't know. I didn't see anything. What was it?
Emily: A rabbit.
Me: A rabbit? What color was the rabbit?
Me: What was the orange rabbit doing?
Emily: It was saying "ribbet-ribbet" [laughter ensues]
She's a dork. Just like me. I love it.