Last night Paige was complaining that every time she tries to pick up one of the kitties, they always want to run away and play right then - even if they HAD been sleeping or being mellow.
I tried to comfort her a bit by explaining that cats can be fickle.
At which point she started to giggle and chuckle and chortle. She became convulsed with laughter...snickering and even snorting!!!!
Rolling on the floor holding her stomach, tears rolling down her face, she was guffawing so hard.
As in, big belly laughs where she couldn't catch her breath, giggling uncontrollably.
Apparently, she found it a bit humorous that "fickle" sounds like "pickle".
When she finally caught her breath, she began reciting this lovely prose...
"I'll give you a nickel to tickle the fickle pickle."
You'll have to use your imagination to get the full effect of the delivery....interspersed with gasps, giggles and more hysterical laughter as she, apparently, cracked herself up.
Over and over and over again.
Apparently, anything that has the "ickle" sound is funny.
Hee Hee Hee Hee.....