jokester

My 7yo son LOVES to tell jokes.  Jokes that you can't help but laugh at because they make no sense whatsoever.  Knock knock jokes are his specialty.  Here is an example of one of this morning's jokes....

Him:  "Knock knock"

Me:  "Who's there?"

Him:  "Boob"

Me, pausing and giving him a look before I reply:  "Boob who?"

Him:  "Aren't you glad you don't have big boobs?"

This results in huge, belly-busting laughter on my part because 1) the joke makes no sense and 2) I have big boobs.  This joke led to a few jokes about butts and penises.  (He is in love with talking about "inappropriate" things right now.)  That led to me putting my mom hat on and reminding him to tell "clean" jokes.  And he replies with a joke about poop.  Which was doubling funny (or shall I say punny) and had me turning around so he couldn't see me smile.  Egads, that kid makes me smile.



PS.  Blogger tells me this is my 900th post.  I want to cross 1000 this year yet.  :)  Thanks for reading.

Could Have Been...

Occasionally when I'm pulling up Phoenix's underpants or pull up, I'll snap the band against his...well, you know. Penis. Not on purpose, it's a complete accident and I've learned that I have to bring the front out and up rather than just up like with a girl. When the unfortunate "mom wants to geld you" situation happens, Phoenix usually scolds, "Don't hurt my penis mommy." Lovely.

This hasn't occurred for a while now, but today in the local bookstore, my son decides to hop off the toilet and yell "Don't hurt my penis, mommy!" Oye. Thankfully no one was in there. That could have been an odd moment.