The Rock Star has been telling jokes for about two years. They usually go a little something like this, "Knock knock."
"Who's there?" I ask.
"Potato."
"Potato, who?"
"Potato face!" He screams and dissolves into a fit of laughter.
So, by "telling jokes" I mean that he's been making up ridiculous lines that are absolutely not funny in the slightest. Except, well, he's small and he's mine and just about anything that comes out of his mouth makes me laugh.
I've written about this before.
Let it be known that today, May 2, 2011, my oldest son told a joke that cracked me up. We were sitting at the dinner table. Out of the blue he set his cup down, looked at me, and said, "Knock knock."
Oh, here we go again. "Who's there?" I asked.
"Yoda," he replied.
Intrigued, I raised an eyebrow. Alright, honestly, I raised two eyebrows because I have the distinct inability to raise only one. And it doesn't matter how many times I try. I've worked on this. Many times, even. In front of a mirror. I just end up looking like a constipated garden gnome.
"Yoda, who?" I asked with both eyebrows raised.
"Yoda yoda hee who!" He sang to the tune of, well, an Alpine folk yodel.
I started laughing hysterically. My mirth was twofold. First, his complete massacre of the yodel. I do not think that moving to the Alps and becoming a mountaineer is in his future. Second, the fact that he told a knock knock joke that made sense--or would have with an actual yodel-ay-EEE-ooo.
That's awesome! And impressive that he came up with it on his own! Weston is very into telling jokes that make no sense and aren't funny. We have taught him a couple real jokes that are, in fact, funny, and he likes telling them to people, but for some reason he finds humor in his own nonsensical jokes too.
ReplyDeletePS-I had so much fun chatting it up today during swimming lessons. Let's do it again . . . Wednesday work for you? ;)
Best line ever: "constipated garden gnome."
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