Wacky Wednesday – Little Jokes

Breast Cancer isn’t really very funny. Parenthood, however, I will admit can be really really funny. And I do try to laugh at myself as often as possible. When you combine That Girl, That Guy, and My Girls, you get a pretty Wacky life. When I was a child, probably when I was learning to read, one of my favorite books was “Wacky Wednesday” by Dr. Seuss. Since we constantly talk about how wacky my oldest is, my Wednesday posts will be sharing what I think are pretty Wacky stories, quotes, and silliness from our lives. Enjoy!

That Little Girl loves to think of herself as a regular old comedienne. She is very funny, but it is not always intentional. Her favorite is a good old knock-knock joke. Classic, right? Not so much. That Little Girl thinks she is such a natural and makes up her own jokes. And she just does NOT understand the “Orange you glad I didn’t say Banana” old stand-by. Or the “Interrupting Cow”. Who’s kid is she???

So, going back. That Little Girl, That Baby, and I were driving home. It was getting late and I was trying to keep the girls awake on the way home since I was flying solo and wanted to just have an easy smooth end of the evening. Somehow we got started talking about summer and the start of school. When I asked what That Little Girl would say about herself in front a new class of friends, she said she would tell them that she liked to be sing and be funny and make people laugh telling jokes.

That Little Girl starts off with the standard Knock Knock joke and stops midway when there is Boo_s at the door and she changes course. Out comes, “What did the Boo_s say to the Underwear? Have an Under-day!”. Followed by a positively adorable episode of giggles. Then she asks if I want to hear another one. I say sure, because I can’t imagine what might come next. She explains the next one is sort of embarrassing. I ask if it is embarrassing for her or me. She says definitely her, so I say no problem then, let’s hear it. Here we go, “What did the Poop say to the Think (short for tinkle)? Have a stinky day!”.

At this point, I have to stop her. First of all, I have no idea where these are coming from and how That Little Girl is coming up with them so quick. But before I ask her that, I quickly say, when you start school, and you tell people you like to tell jokes, these can’t be the jokes. No potty or private part discussion at school and so on. These aren’t appropriate and so forth with the entire mom spiel. Then I ask That Little Girl where she heard them and of course they are That Little Girl originals. She wants to go back to why they aren’t appropriate. I explain, something along the lines of, “Dude, boobs, underwear, and what you do in the bathroom is not going to be discussed in school.”

Well, apparently, mommy misheard. Boobs was actually boots (or so she says). The joke still is not made any more appropriate to me somehow, but now I have even put into her head to tell boob jokes. Watch out teachers, there is a dirty little comedienne headed your way! Enjoy!