The Funny Bone: Week 07
Realizing that their home just wasn't big enough with the new baby in the house, Little Johnny's parents discussed moving to a bigger one.
Little Johnny sat patiently listening to his parents, then piped in, "It's no use. He'll just follow us anyway."
A new neighbor asked the little girl next door if she had any brothers and sisters. She replied, "No, I'm the lonely child."
A little too late
A mother was telling her little girl what her own childhood was like:
"We used to skate outside on a pond. I had a swing made from a tire; it hung from a tree in our front yard.
We rode our pony. We picked wild raspberries in the woods." The little girl was wide-eyed, taking this in.
At last she said, "I sure wish I'd gotten to know you sooner!"
Writer in the Making
A little girl was diligently pounding away on her father's word processor.
She told him she was writing a story.
"What's it about?" he asked.
"I don't know," she replied. "I can't read."
My friend, Carolyn, was frustrated by how often her four-year-old son, Brian, was getting dirty playing outside.
At wit's end, she finally said, "Brian, can't you play someplace where it's cleaner?"
"If God didn't want us to play in the dirt," Brian logically said, "why did he make so much of it?"
Right Foot Forward
Another three-year old put his shoes on by himself. His mother noticed the left was on the right foot.
She said, "Son, your shoes are on the wrong feet."
He looked up at her with a raised brow and said, "Don't kid me, Mom. I KNOW they're my feet."
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