The kids are both really into knock, knock jokes right now. Given their age difference, it's pretty much the only thing they have in common to talk about. Our various car rides and dinner conversations usually involve a seemingly never ending, yet always hilarious, retelling of the same three jokes. The first two are Asher's creations and the last one is Amelia's variation of the banana/orange joke (orange you glad I didn't say banana?).
Here's a little glimpse into my life with my comedic children.
Knock Knock.
Who's there?
Pig.
Pig who?
Pig any watermelon, they're all for sale.
Knock Knock
Who's there?
Milk
Milk who?
Milk any cow you want.
Knock knock.
Who's there?
Banana.
Banana who?
Banana, knock knock.
Who's there?
Banana
Banana who?
Banana, knock knock.
Who's there?
Clementine.
Clementine who?
Clementine ate banana.
Que the unbridled giggling of two children who find each other mutually hilarious.
