a laugh and a calf

Last Sunday saw the debut of the very first joke Sage made up all on her own (intentionally).

We were pretending to be cows, making mooing sounds. "Moo!" said Sage. "Moo! I'm the little cow, and you're the big cow."

"Moo! So that means I'm the mommy cow and you're the baby cow--my calf?" I asked, trying to subtly teach her a new word.

"Okay," she said agreeably. "I'm the baby calf, moo." Then she looked at me, mischief sparkling in her eyes. "And you're my moo-mmy!"

She has a sense of humor! It totally makes up for being called a big cow.