On Monday, Vivian and William went on a joke telling spree. Thankfully they seem to have slightly more talent in this department than their mother.
After ten minutes of variations on the chicken-crossing-the-road joke, Vivian freestyled.
VIVIAN: Why did the mommy cross the road?
VIVIAN: Close. Because she wanted to hug her children.
ME: You’re right. That was really close to my answer.
And once again I return my sarcasm sword to my scabbard.
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It’s Whiteboard Wednesday, so I ask:
What bizarre things have your heard or said recently?


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This made me laugh so hard.
Kids making up jokes is the best. Here’s one I read on Laffy Taffy: “Why does my dad always get home so late?” (My friends and I had a few different answers for this.) But the child’s answer…..to the JOKE…..was “because he is at work”. Anybody hear crickets?
Hilarious. Unless “at work” is a euphemism. ๐
My 3 yo isn’t old enough to make jokes or be sarcastic but she still manages this every day.
She calls me at work and asks me if I am at the office. When I tell her that I am, she asks me, “Are you working?”
I love that anecdote, Vinay. I can almost hear her!
*Snorts with laughter* God, I wanna live in your house. Just for a little while, so that I may learn your ways, oh Mistress of the Sarcasm Sword.
Ha. You’re welcome to move in. ๐
Oh, just when you think you’ve got them figured out, eh? So sweet!
True…
This makes me think I should maybe foster some kids for blogging material.
DO backyard sheds count as an extra bedroom for kid storage??? And can you store them away in the off-season? I can’t imagine needing them every day.
I think having kids in order to get blogging material is as good a reason as any. ๐
You crack me up.
you guys are hilarious. ๐
I have the funniest commenters…
Haha, depending on Viv’s intentions she might have topped you in sarcasm there. I say this as a child of a sarcastic mother. MamaClaytion gifted me so.
Uh oh…
Sword, scabbard…what’s the difference?
Around here, they’re both just euphemisms for penis.
p.s. I love you.
Phallocentrism. Nothing like it…
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Your kids rock! I wonder where they get it?
Ha. Maybe…
We all know that love and hate are intimately connected.
Same could be said for running away and hugging. ๐
Hi! Stopping by from Journey To Epiphany. Love the ‘sarcasm sword’. Sounds like you’ve got one smart cookie for a daughter ๐
Good to meet you.
Your newest reader,
-Kim