"My Celebrate!"

On Rudy's birthday, we made 4 cookies, and before we left to vote and then head off for afternoon gymnastics, Marley and Rudy each decorated about a dozen.  I tried secretly filming the girls while they were frosting and giggling, relaxed and happy, but I think at least Marley caught on about halfway through.  Anyhow, what follows is the genesis of our family's newest jargon.  Basically, we shout, "My celebrate!" in a low, jolly voice, and I challenge you not to after you've watched this.  

Rudy doesn't utter this best line until the very end, but it's worth waiting for, and you've got some other great celebratory references at :42, and :52 to keep you happy along the way.