I’m sitting at the table with my 5-year-old granddaughter watching her paint a picture, when my mind takes a leave of absence, and I decide I’m going to tell her a joke!
Now for anyone who has ever told a kid a joke before, you know that you must be prepared for, well…failure.
So in my absent state of mind, I proceed to tell her the only joke I can remember the punch line for.
Me: Knock, knock
Her: Who’s there
Her: Boo who
Me: Boo who!! Why are you crying? 🙂
Her: That’s not funny grandma. 😦
Hmmm. I guess I won’t be telling that one again!
But before you leave disappointed with the bad joke as well….she let me know that she had a “good joke” for me!
Are you ready for this?
Her: So Grandma, what do you call a princess that takes all day long to clean her room?
Me: I don’t know. What do you call her?
Her: You call her “Slow White“! Get it Grandma? I changed “Snow” to “Slow” to make it funny!! (at which she begins to laugh uproariously!)
Me: Oh I get it! 🙂 That’s a good one! You are soooo funny!
Because that’s what Grandma’s do. They laugh at their grandkids jokes.
All of them!