In my classroom, we end our day with about ten minutes of a share, telling, or joke. There is a sign-up list the students use to maintain some order in the process. Many of the students lately have gotten into telling jokes. Some are pretty darn good and I try to remember them so I can tell Cody and Carter when I get home.
I say try because I usually don’t end up remembering them.
This week a student stumped the entire class with this riddle: what word stays the same when you take away the first, last, and middle letter. I will get to the answer in a minute.
After dinner, I remembered the riddle and told it to Husband and the boys. They did not know and wanted me to tell them. I told them I would let them think it over for about 20 minutes. This caused much groaning and complaining.
Perhaps in retaliation, Carter busted out with one of his many joke books.
carter: What is the hardest part of skydiving?
husband: Jumping out of the plane?
carter: In a disgusted voice, No poppa!
me: The ground!
carter: Yes momma!
I am good with kid jokes. I don’t know if I should be proud of this or not.
Carter tells a few more jokes (what’s black and white and black and white and orange? Two skunks fighting over a basket ball.)
Not to be outdone, I chime in with a fart joke that was told in my classroom (one I gently suggested to the boy may not have been the most appropriate of topic choices (but secretly I was fine with)).
me: What is the best place to fart?
Cody, as if on cue, lets one rip and Carter laughs and answers “here?”
me: No! A gas station!
Carter in a voice filled with what sounds like exasperation and shame that I am related to him says, “Oh, momma!”
Oh, and the answer to the riddle…
EMPTY becomes EMPTY M T
My boys loved your jokes. About farting my 4 years old answered, in the toilet. Ahh, he has so” right” answers x
A great answer to the joke! 🙂 Glad your boys liked it.
Love that you were secretly okay with the fart joke. As the adult, I suppose it’s obligatory to say that it’s not appropriate, and yet THAT one you remembered with no problem. Surprised your son was ashamed and not proud of you. Maybe he was secretly proud. 😉 And good riddle, too.
Yes. What does it say about me that I easily remembered the fart joke?
It says that you’re my kind of gal. 😉
Or simply that you’re a mom of boys! 🙂
Pretty darn clever for a kid!
I like to think my boys to be clever. 😉