Milo cracked his first joke the other day. Well ok, it’s a 2-year-old’s version of joke, but I laughed nonetheless. We were sitting eating breakfast with the milk jug and orange juice jug on the table. Milo was kicking his heals on his chair. “Me, kick!” Yes Milo, I hear you. “Mommy, kick?” No, I don’t really want to kick my chair. “Daddy, kick?” Nope, Daddy isn’t interested in kicking his chair either. Then Milo, with a big grin on his face, looking at the milk jug, says “Milk, kick?” I cracked up. Gratified, Milo tried again. “Juice, kick?”
Well ok, so it’s not a huge side-splitter, but his sense of humor is growing.