Her sense of humor needs some tweaking. . .

This morning was a difficult one for me--I was feeling a bit down. Zoe tried to cheer me up by rubbing my knee and telling me it would be alright. That was nice.

Later, I was out in the backyard sitting on the patio, when she walked up behind me and dumped a handful of sand on top of my head. Then, after walking away and minding her own business for a few minutes, she came back and poked me in the back, laughing gleefully.

About an hour later, Zach looked at my back and HE began laughing gleefully. Apparently, that little poke earlier had been a mechanism to deposit a large booger on my shirt.

Precious.