The Glass Table

Rosie likes my "Everything is wet." sentence from my last blog so I decided to include her in this blog. Here we sit at the glass table

Rosie: The glass table of kitchenness!
Sam: So what do you like about the glass table?
Rosie: *laughs* It's not funny! *continues laughing*
Sam: Okay, so glass table aside, what is your favorite part of vacation?
Rosie: The people. Me likey the people. I like the people.
Sam: Why? What people? Why do you like the people?
Rosie: It's a very difficult question Sam. *thinks* Um, They're all different. They're all differently loud and crazy, you know? You know Joey, he does all those loud, "Oh no!" screams. Then he sits there and watches cartoons. We love Joey. So Miriam has all those first born tendencies She all sweet and loud and takes charge. I love vacation.
Sam: So you said everyone is differently loud and crazy? Do you think I'm loud and crazy?
Rosie: I thought that was kind of a given.
Sam: *laughs*
Rosie: Are you enjoying vacation with us? *she looks at Sam with pondering look* I'm just kinda wondering.
Sam: Yea, I am. You guys are very happy. Happy happy.
Rosie: What do you like about vacation though?
Sam: Um...
Rosie: I mean the glass table is pretty sweet.
Sam: Yes, it is. Um....I like the people. I know you already said that. I like the fact that I can relax, which I haven't been able to do for a long time. It's pure....like whatever. *Sam struggles with descriptive words* I like how you just jump in the pool at the end of the day, and go exploring at undisclosed locations, and go out to eat, you know....
Davy: Ow! Ow! Ow! *dances in pain*
Sam: That was Davy
Rosie: That was intersting
Sam: No, that was Davy. He just ran by really fast, like a tornado, and hurt himself on the glass table.
Rosie: So surprising! (Notice the sarcasm)
Sam: There's that glass table again.
Rosie: *crosses arms*
Sam: Rosie doesn't like the fact that I type everything she says and does.
Rosie: [CENSORED]
Sam: Wow. *laughs*
Rosie: Garr
Sam: So basically the point is...
Rosie: We likey vacation.
Sam: Uh-huh. And we just thought we'd share. We're so nice like that.
Rosie: We are pretty...*shrugs*...you know, awesome.
Sam: No jealousy. Just happiness. Romans 12:15 please!
Rosie: Be happy!