- The arrival of a baby, born to friends of mine. She is 10 weeks early and weighs under two lbs but she is feisty and thriving.
- Having the flexibility to be home with The Mook when she’s sick and trading my M/W/F schedule for M/Th/F.
- Being accepted into a training program that I feel may lead me to the path I’m meant to take
- Being appreciated and asked for my advice by friends and colleagues
- The Mook’s knock-knock jokes, which border on the absurd.
Knock knock!
Who’s there?
Bunny.
Bunny who?
Flying squirrel!
Also:
Knock knock!
Who’s there?
Bunny.
Bunny who?
A flying squirrel that bumped into the wall!
And…
Knock knock!
Who’s there?
Bunny.
Bunny who?
Bunny on a squirrel that flies into the wall!
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I should point out that I can’t help but laugh upon hearing the punch line, which leads her to saying “Mummy, is that funny? Am I funny?” and, of course, the answer is ‘yes’.
I remember my oldest going through that absurd knock knock joke phase. I laughed too…but not for the reasons that SHE thought.
heh
Oh the joy of finding another bad mummy, and that they have to laugh at surreal knock knock jokes too- I think you’re not bad at all!