Milestones you don't know to watch for.
Jul. 9th, 2007 06:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rivkaLooking through a photo album, we came across this picture of Alex sitting on her Gran's shoulder.
Alex studied it. "What's she singing?" she asked.
"Singing? I don't know. What do you think she was singing?"
And Alex sang, to the approximate tune of Zip-a-Dee-Doo-Dah: "Mister Alex on my shoulder..."
She told a joke. With a set-up. She's said funny things on purpose before, but this is the first time I've ever heard her actually set up a punchline. And it was funny.
(Okay, she's not going to be invited to perform in a comedy club anytime soon, but it wasn't just a weird piece of surrealism like most preschooler jokes. You know?)
Alex studied it. "What's she singing?" she asked.
"Singing? I don't know. What do you think she was singing?"
And Alex sang, to the approximate tune of Zip-a-Dee-Doo-Dah: "Mister Alex on my shoulder..."
She told a joke. With a set-up. She's said funny things on purpose before, but this is the first time I've ever heard her actually set up a punchline. And it was funny.
(Okay, she's not going to be invited to perform in a comedy club anytime soon, but it wasn't just a weird piece of surrealism like most preschooler jokes. You know?)
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Date: 2007-07-09 11:53 pm (UTC)(I promise I won't teach her about dog watches. At least not until she's much older.)