Crying Sandwiches and Other Knee-slappers
My daughter is a comedian (or comedienne...sp?...never understood the need for gender specification on this one, and yet, I'm okay with actor vs. actress...I digress). It all started when John learned some knock knock jokes. He was best at telling the boo hoo one (y'know, boo, boo hoo, why are you crying?)
Here's Anna's version and greatest hits (remember, she's 2).
Knock, knock.
Who's There.
Sandwich.
Sandwich who?
Sandwich boo hoo.
Or...
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Juice.
Juice who?
Juice boo hoo.
Finally...
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Sunglasses.
Sunglasses who?
Sunglasses boo hoo.
Get it? Don't worry, I'm sure it'll hit you later.
Robin
Here's Anna's version and greatest hits (remember, she's 2).
Knock, knock.
Who's There.
Sandwich.
Sandwich who?
Sandwich boo hoo.
Or...
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Juice.
Juice who?
Juice boo hoo.
Finally...
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Sunglasses.
Sunglasses who?
Sunglasses boo hoo.
Get it? Don't worry, I'm sure it'll hit you later.
Robin
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