Lucy discovered knock, knock jokes. I hate puns and think they're absolutely the lowest form of humor, but she loves knock, knock jokes and I love her so I listen to dozens of them a day. Here's the funny part though, she has no idea what they are. I told her the classic one first:
Orange you glad I didn't say banana?
Well, she thought that was the height of hilarity, so the next morning she excitedly told me she had a knock, knock joke for me. Here's how it went:
Banana you glad I didn't say grapes?
I thought that was so funny on so many levels so I burst into laughter. I have created a monster. Now throughout the day, she'll say, "Can I tell you a knock, knock joke, Mom?" "Yeah, hit me with it!" I'll say, and I'll hear something like:
Toothbrush you glad I didn't say horse rover?
The whole concept that she absolutely doesn't get it is funny, until the 4th or 5th or 32nd knock, knock joke that makes no sense. And she's very hurt if I don't laugh. She tries them out on her dad who almost never laughs at them because maybe he's teaching her that real life just isn't fair.
This morning she asked me, "Mom, will you get me a knock, knock joke book sometime?" so maybe that will help. I think I'll miss these very random ones though, and then I really will have to start listening to and laughing at puns. Hey, at least she isn't telling dead baby or cross-the-road jokes, so I can count my blessings on that one.
Update: I went into the living room just now and said:
Lucy lastic lets your pants fall down!
She did not laugh AT ALL. Then she said this:
Alice you glad I didn't say banana?
Then I said:
She looked at me gravely and said, "Mom, that's not really funny. If you said, 'Marsh I didn't say banana,' then it would be."