Toronto Mike

Sincere Hysterical Laughter

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Yesterday I shared a couple of conversations I had with my kids recently.  Since this is all about me, I'm going to share a couple more.

The kids love jokes, particularly knock-knock jokes, only two year old Michelle doesn't quite understand the need for a punch line.

James: Knock, knock.
Daddy: Who's there?
James: Banana.
Daddy: Banana who?
James: Banana.
Daddy: Banana who?
James: Banana.
Daddy: Banana who?
James: Banana.
Daddy: Banana who?
James: Orange.
Daddy: Orange who?
James; Oranga ya glad I didn't say banana?
Daddy: (Courtesy chuckle)
Michelle: My turn!
Daddy: Okay, your turn.
Michelle: Knock, knock.
Daddy: Who's there?
Michelle: Banana poo head!
Daddy, James and Michelle: (Sincere hysterical laughter)

Nothing beats sincere hysterical laughter, but I'm sharing another.  This brief convo between James and I is pretty typical.  We can't walk to my brother's house without it being a race.  It's constant competition.

James: We're on Magic Tree House book #13, but Jack's only on #5.
Daddy: It's not a race.
James: It's not a race, but I'm winning.
Daddy: But it's not a race.
James: I know, but I'm winning.

It's not a race, but I'm winning.  Ain't that the truth.

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