When?

Here's a little bit of the conversation in the car this morning after we dropped Clay off at school.

Allison: Mom, why did the dog cross the road?
Mom: I don't know. Tell me why.
Allison: Because the dog is the same color as the mailbox.
Mom: Oh.

Hmmm. What to do. What to do. To laugh and make her feel funny, or not to laugh and make her realize she's not funny.

I tossed her a weak little chuckle.

And I wondered, "When? When will Allison and Spencer crack a joke and actually be funny?"

I remember Clay's first funny joke. My memory is like a sieve, so the very fact that I recall this is testimony to it actually being humorous.

For your reading pleasure, here is THE joke that made me realize that our first born actually "got it" with comedy.

Clay: Mom, why did the boy take a skunk to school?
Mom: I don't know. Tell me why.
Clay: He took it for Show and Smell.

I gave a genuine laugh on that one. Partly because it was so unexpected... it actually made sense in addition to being funny.

I think pediatricians should use making a funny as one of the milestones kids should reach by a certain age.

Just a thought.