This is the conversation that took place with my two year old yesterday. It won’t be funny to you since you can’t hear her helium-ish, adorable, two year- old voice, but it’s funny to me:
(De is chasing me around the yard with an inflatable snake – pretending to “attack” the unsuspecting parents and laughing hysterically at herself)
Me: You’re a goofball, De.
De: I not a goo ball! (all indignant) I a horsey!
Seriously, you had to be there.