Farrah is four. So, she tells four-year-old jokes. I've been trying to work with her on her joke telling skills and am not succeeding the way I wish that I would. We have practiced the following joke hundreds of times:
Interrupting cow (MOO!) who?
Well, she can't pronounce "interrupting cow" clearly so it always sounds like "inner-ruppin' cow"! I can understand her, but no one else really can so she doesn't get the response from her hilarious joke that she wants because she ends up having to tell it to that person about 5 times before they get it.
When I've tried to tell her new jokes, she thinks I'm making them up on the fly. Not true. The jokes I tell have been passed on from generation to generation and are of pure quality. Her jokes on the other hand are terrible. Really, really terrible.
Farrah: Knock knock
Me: Who's there?
Farrah: Ummm, flowers
Me: Flower's who?
Farrah: Flowers the grass puppy is walking toots. Is that a good one?!! Is that a good one, Mommy?!! Is it funny?!!!
Is it bad that I'm honest with her? I just can't have my daughter going around telling bad jokes. That just can't be my kid. I think, for the most part, her dad and I have pretty good senses of humor and can be quite witty at times. Could you imagine the embarrassment we would endure if Farrah went around telling jokes about balloons and the chair (these are just the random things that she saw in our house and turned into a joke)? I couldn't show my face if I were to allow it. So, I tell her, "no honey, that one wasn't a funny one." I'm sure she gets confused because I tell her that while laughing. She hasn't caught on to the concept of laughing at someone rather than with them. In due time.
I should add in my daughter's defense something my mother reminded me of today. A joke that my brothers and I would tell all the time:
Why did the elephant climb the tree?
SO HE COULD GET HIS MUSTARD
There might be hope for her.