Is your mama a llama?

After the second or third rendition of the evening of Is Your Mama a Llama? the other night, I suggested: "You read it.  You read it yourself. Mommy's going to . . ." whatever I said I was going to do.  And she did.

It it was the funniest thing I've heard in a while.  Maya's version went kind of like this:

"My yama. Ma yama. Fred?  No. She isn't She isn't.

Ma yama, my yama. No. No. She isn't. She isn't. (hint of desperation)

Yama!

All done."

Greeting the llama image by flickr user altamar / CC BY-NC-SA 2.0