Olive You...

Tonight at supper, we introduced Turner to the concept of "Knock, knock" jokes. Apparently, they are pretty intellectually challenging. Who knew?!

We did all the usual suspects:

- Orange. Orange you glad I didn't say banana?

- Olive. Olive you.

- Dwayne. Dwayne the bathtub, Mommy, I'm dw-ouning.

We did these "oldies-but-goodies" over and over. Seriously. Then, Turner decided she wanted to be the "Knock-knocker."

She said, "Knock, knock."

I said, "Who's there?"

She said, "Turner."

I said (anticipating her undoubtedly creative response), "Turner, who?"

She said (on the verge of crocodile tears), "Just Turner."

Ok. And thus ended the hilarity of our knock, knock jokes...and our supper. Orange you glad you got to share our fun?