Macy: Hey mom! Hey mom! Wanna hear a joke?
Me: Yeah, uh okay. (a joke? since when does she tell jokes?)
Macy: A CHICKEN IN A FARM!
Me: (Stunned. Quizzical? THEN...Hysterically laughing, thus egging Macy on further.)
Macy: Hey! Wanna hear another one?
Me: ABSOLUTELY. (I'm literally rolling around laughing...)
Macy: A HORSE IN A HAT!
Me: Go tell daddy!
Macy proceeds to run in the kitchen to tell her daddy.
I hear silence.
Please laugh Steve, please.
Oh, thank goodness.
Approx. 10 minutes later...my friend Sam calls on the phone as I am starting this post...
I'm still laughing.
I have Macy tell her the "jokes."
She asks if she missed something.
No, not really.
Clearly, we need a little help in the "punchline" department.
*Editor's Note: Today is the first day I have felt the freedom to belly laugh without the fear of shooting vomit out my nose. We have all been sick since Friday with the stomach flu, hence my absence in the "blog-o-sphere." Her jokes were the perfect medicine. I feel so much better.