The following conversation took place Saturday.

“Daddy, I won a game.”

“Great, Ann Caroline. What was the game?”

“Sorry.”

“I said, what was the game?”

(Very confused) “Sorry.”

“The game. What was it?”

This could have gone on for a while. Finally Ann Caroline said;

“Sorry. That was what was what game I won.”

It's like living with a little blonde Abbott and Costello.