She’s a character, to put it mildly.
She makes us laugh with her stream of consciousness babble about twelve times a day.
Example from our car ride this morning:
“If that bird comes and picks me up and puts me in a tree you have to come help me. OKAY?! I will yell for my brudder, and Daddy and you, and you will save me. If I climb up into a tree and get in that bird’s nest I will cry for you in case my butt gets stucked by a branch.”