While I'm cooking Zoe dinner (cheese ravioli with butter and cheese, no tomato sauce thankyouverymuch), she's running around without a shirt on, and holding onto the bottom of her shorts...she has them hiked up from the bottom as far as they'll go, and her little elbows are sticking out...
"I runnin' like a chicken!!!!!" she yells.
Of course you are. DUH
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