In Soviet Russia Kid Messes with You

Two years old and she has quite the sense of humor.

It's happening frequently enough that it's not a coincidence. She knows her barnyard noises. For the longest time, I would have this conversation with her:

Me: What sound does a cow make?

Random: Mooooooo.

Me: What sound does a horse make?

Random: Nayyyyyy.

Me: What sound does a duck make?

Random: Kack kack kack.

Me: What sound does a frog make?

Random: Dibbit dibbit!

Me: What sound does a StormTrooper make?

Random: Pew pew pew!

And yes, I usually ask that one, and yes, she does know it. It wasn't on the See and Say when I was a kid, but I'm

thinking of petitioning George Lucas to team up with Mattel and have a barnyard See and Say that includes a

StormTrooper, just for kicks.

Where was I? Oh yes. Little Miss and her twisted barnyard humor.

So now that she knows we know that she knows her sounds, she's mixing it up. She won't tell us anymore what the sounds are.

Me: What sound does a cow make?

Random (grinning): Baa!

Me: Random! What sound does a cow make?

Random (louder): Baaaaaa!

Me: Random Jolie! You know what sound a cow makes! What sound does it make?

Random (giggling now): BAAAAA BAAAAA BAAAAA!

And at first we thought she just forgot, that maybe it was too far out of memory. I was ready to sit her down with a whole farmyard of toys to go through the. But then the following:

Me: What sound does a cow make?

Random: Mo... (pauses) Baaaaa!

Me: What sound does a frog make?

Random: Rib- (pauses, grins)
Baaaaa!

Me (giving up): Ok, Random, you win. What sound does a sheep make?

Random: Baaaaaaaa!

Me: Good girl!