Last night we had a dear friend and her two little ones sleep over. Upon entering the bedroom, the oldest one commented about the ants scurrying across the floor. Her #1 Son tried to salvage the situation by joking, "Oh no - those are our pets! You didn't step on them did you?"
The 8-yr-old little boy looked puzzled and replied, "I don't get it."
"He was trying to be funny, son - he was making a joke about the ants, " his momma commented.
"Oh," came the eight-year-old reply. We could still see the wheels turning inside his head, trying to process the joke he didn't understand.
Fast forward to this morning. Breakfast table. An eight-year-old boy still mulling this joke over inside his head. After a few random comments, he exclaims, "You know... Ben (aka #1 Son) really needs to get some funnier jokes."
I smiled, laughed quietly to myself, and told him, "Why don't you tell Ben that."
"No, that would be rude," was the only reply he had. =)
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