They say that you've really mastered a foreign language when you begin to understand humor in that language.
If that's true, then I haven't quite mastered my kids' language yet.
Breakfast this morning became a joke-telling fest for the two older kids. Here are samples:
Banana: Mommy, can I tell you a joke?
Me: Sure. Tell me a joke.
Banana: How do ducks fly?
Banana: They flap their wings! [Ha, ha, ha, ha!!]
Me: Was that your joke?
Banana: Yes! That's silly! That makes my tummy full from laughing!
Papaya: Mommy, I have a joke.
Me: Okay, what is it?
Papaya: While I'm eating breakfast, people are being buried underground! [Ha, ha, ha, ha!]
They're a barrel of laughs, those two!