Evelyn Mae is bringing home weekly art projects from daycare. She talks about the kids there constantly, and someone has been teaching her the fine art of humor. Last night over supper, Evelyn told us a knock-knock joke. It goes like this:
Evvie: Knock knock.
Mama: Who's there?
Evvie: Banana.
Mama: Banana who?
(Brief pause. Evelyn spies the small orange gourds on the table and points)
(Evvie): BANANA ATE A PUMPKIN!
We exploded in uproarious laughter. This was the knock-knock joke of the century. Evelyn was so proud of herself that she retold the joke (without waiting for the response part) a few dozen more times that night. I'm glad to see she's developing a more sophisticaed sense of humor than her old man's limited "pull my finger" ruse.
No comments:
Post a Comment