Where IS me?

Amelia was happily playing with a large square scarf of orange silk. 

"Do you want me to put that on your head?" I asked, envisioning it tied under her chin, Red Riding Hood style.

"No, I'll do it," she said.  Then she threw the scarf over her head; it covered her almost entirely, like a ghost.  Giggling, she asked, "Where IS me?"

(Then she commented, "That was FUNNY.")