I live with Amelia Bedelia

My husband and I have known for a while that we live with Amelia Bedelia. For those of you not familiar with the books, Amelia is VERY literal, and it causes all kinds of comedic moments. JC has read many of her books starting back to when she was first reading, and I'm beginning to think she might not see the humor in them. Because, it turns out, she is exactly the same way. While we've joked about it for awhile, the last few months it has become more and more obvious. When we were driving to a family reunion in August, JC asked if we had turned the correct way. I answered (rather sarcastically), "No JC. I purposely told your father to make a wrong turn." She answered, "Great. Now we have to turn around and do it again." A couple of weeks ago we were working on math, and it asked her to double 5. She answered "25". I said that it wasn't multiplying, it was as if she had two fives. She said, "Oh, 55!". Nope, not quite. Last week on a test, she had missed a map question that asked her which dot was closest to 88 degrees latitude. I asked why she had chosen the dot that she chose when another was clearly ON the line. She explained to me that she had chosen the dot that was closest to the WORDS, 88 degrees latitude. Oh my! The best example was last night. I had not been thrilled initially with the Christmas tree my husband purchased. However, once it was decorated I had to admit it didn't look bad at all. As we were all watching Rudolph together as a family, my husband said, "I really like our new tree." I replied, "It's growing on me." JC immediately piped in with, "Huh? It doesn't look any taller to me." My, my, my, what else can we say????