In addition to playground dizziness, Brian and I have been graced with some bizarre and hilarious dinner conversation topics lately.
Like knock-knock jokes.
Henry: Knock, knock.
Me: Who's there?
Henry: Football player.
Me:.........Football player who?
Henry: (in exasperated tone) Football player knocking on your door!
Me: Duh.
Then there's:
Henry: Mom, I've got some GOOD news and I've got some BAD news.
Me: Okay. What's the good news?
Henry: The GOOD news is football players.
Me: Of course. What's the bad news?
Henry: The BAD news is ghosts.
Sometimes we actually eat during dinner and it's a good night when we can remember if Henry has changed his name to Peter, Peter Parker, John Parker, Jack (as in Baby Jack-Jack from The Incredibles or as in Captain Jack Sparrow from Pirates of the Caribbean which he has never actually seen. In the church nursery today he made the workers call him Jack Sparrow the whole time).
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