How I Know The Good Baby is My Daughter

While driving home from daycare the other day, The Good Baby was babbling to herself in the back of the car.

I overheard the following:

"Blah blah blah. Pfhhtttttt. Ba, ba, ba, ba. Eeeeee-yahhhhhhh.
Ha ha ha ha hahahahahaha!"

PAUSE

"Heh."


Already she is telling jokes that only she finds funny. Just like her Mama.