Don't Knock Knock It, If you Haven't Washed and Dried It!
Kids. They WILL say the funniest things and, more often than not, parents ARE their main source of entertainment.
Knock knock. Who's there? Repeat. Repeat who? Who. Who. Who. Who. Who. Who. Who.
Aaaaand, well, you get it, right?
Knock knock. Who's there? Kanga. Kanga Who? No. Kanga ROO!
Oh, we pretend laugh (or, not) and act like, you know, we've never, EVER heard that one, before.
Knock knock. Who's there? Cows. Cows who? No. Cows go MOO!
[heavy sigh]
Then, they learn how to write and, well, all that pretend laughing you did seems to have paid off.
Until, you turn to the page.
Doesn't matter that in 2006 (when my son wrote this entry into his 1st grade book binding project) we did NOT even have an Xbox.
Or, that we don't have any machetes (not in the house, anyway) or, swords [looks closer] okay, but it's a PRETEND light saber!
[heavy sigh]
Either way, a teacher once told me (please, don't ask me which one; we're talking approx. 80 parent teacher conferences, over here):
I'll believe half of what your child tells me about you, if you believe half of what your child says about me.
Until, my son (he's in 6th grade, now) showed me his homework - write a set of directions; it could be how to get to your house, of a recipe, or how to play a video game - and guess which one he picked? Go ahead. I'll wait.
This Full House (the game) Directions: You have my mom and you must walk around picking up clothes to put in the laundry. While the clock is ticking down you must put more and more clothes in to add on time. If time runs out you lose!
At least, he got this one right and, well, his penmanship has improved, considerably, don'tcha think?
[sound of crickets chirping]
So, um, anyone heard any good knock knock jokes, lately?
[blows bangs out of eyes]
'Cawse, next week is back-to-school night (4 of them, to be exact) and I got nothin'!