no, you are!
Johnny has always liked to be funny. As a little baby, he’d make silly faces and give raspberries to make us giggle.
He’s graduated to waiting for quiet moments to pass gas (and say “Toot!” and giggle) and to telling jokes. Bridget loves to tell knock-knock jokes of the Interrupting Cow variety – sometimes switching the animal – and so Johnny will also attempt these and say “Knock Knock Cow MOOO!” Most recently, he’s added “No. You are!” to his repertoire. If I call him a silly boy, he’ll point back at you and say, “No. You are, Mama!”
I have a feeling we might be in for many more antics as he gets older.