Alice surprised me Wednesday morning by starting a knock knock joke. Being the veritable font of humor that I am, I know exactly one of such jokes. You probably know which one it is without being told, so I won’t bother repeating.
I was confident that Alice would come up with something far more hilarious by accident than I could ever concoct on purpose, so I told her it was her turn.
Alice: Knock knock.
The Mama: Who’s there?
Alice: Orange I hope you don’t say banana orange again! uncontrollable giggling
I think, despite Alice’s clear belief to the contrary, that I was wrong on this one. Sorry, Kiddo. I love you, but that just wasn’t funny.