Grandma gets credit for lots of things in this house.
I buy three-year-old Esmé some cute little trinket while we’re out on the town, and when we get home, her Pappa asks where she got it from.
“My grandma bought it for me. She got it from a store in Africa.” Or some other such thing.
So, Esmé started the Knock Knock joke phase this week, and I amazed her with my vast repertoire of three Knock Knock jokes. She tried them all back on me.
Then came this gem.
Esmé: Knock knock!
Mom: Who’s there?
Mom (unsuspecting, sure this has to do with peonies): Peon who?
Esmé: Pee on you!
Mom (shocked): Esmé! Where did you hear that one?
Esmé: My grandma told it to me!
Grandma! What were you thinking? (It’s only fair that you get credit for the bad as well as the good…)
Anyways, I am in serious need of some good Knock Knock jokes. Anyone? Please?!