. . . With a Banjo on My Knee, Perhaps?

Last night R was on the potty and she and I were having our usual potty-conversation. She said a whole bunch of things that just got me laughing hysterically.

Then she goes, "Mommy, you don't laugh." (Meaning: stop laughing).

I tried.

Then she said something TOTALLY RIDICULOUS and I absolutely lost it. When I finally calmed down enough to talk again, I asked her, "Where do you get this stuff from?"

Her answer: "Al. a. bama!"

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THEN,

This morning she sang "Old MacDonald Had a Farm" very loudly over and over again in the car. When she finished singing, she looked at me and said, "That was Old MacDonald's Farm IN ALABAMA!"