I was busy sorting laundry, and preparing to begin tossing clean clothes into suitcases this morning, when Wee Three burst noisily into the room. She cavorted in circles around me a few times, and soon began bouncing on the furniture.
Mother: (turning to watch her youngest child pinging off of the walls, and arching one eyebrow in warning) And what do you thing you're celebrating, Wee One?
Wee Three: (gleefully) I a'tending to be a MONKEY!!
Mother: (sighing and turning back to her work) Not much of a stretch for you, is it?
Wee Three: (sweetly) NOPE!!!