... So Emma said to me when the girls were getting tucked into bed tonight. A joke! I love little kid jokes. "Okay, Emma, go ahead."
"Why do you have polka dots on your dress (I did happen to be wearing a dress with polka dots on it) that eat chickens?"
"ummm, I don't know, why do I have polka dots on my dress that eat chickens?"
"I'm just kidding," she says. "Polka dots don't actually eat chickens."
"Oh... so is that the joke then??"
"Yes, but I do have another, better one."
"All righty," I say. "Let's hear it!"
She thinks for a moment. Then she says, "Okay, why is our garage dirty?" And before I can even answer or repeat the question in the proper joke-telling format, she finishes with:
"Because you have to clean it."
I can't help but laugh at my silly girl, but really, that last one hits a LEETLE too close to the truth to be funny.... :)