Knock, Knock

On Thursday, I had to meet Nana at a local diner halfway between my work and her house for a kid exchange.  After picking up the kids, I was headed home and they were talking to each other in the back seat.  They started telling each other knock, knock jokes.  Now, my kids are just getting into the joke thing and they don’t totally understand the punch line part.

Mo:  Knock, Knock

Bo:  Who’s there?

Mo:  Hair

Bo:  Hair, who?

Mo:  Hair on your butt.

(Hysterical laughing)

Makes a mom proud.  I just hope they don’t take this show on the road.

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Julia is the divorced mom of twins, a blogger, a sometimes crafter, crazy snailmailer, and a corporate bean counter. In her "spare" time, she scrapbooks, travels, makes cards, blogs, designs jewelry, searches for missing cleats and pom poms, enjoys good dark chocolate, and sneaks naps.