My dad tells a story of the first joke I knew well enough to ask strangers.
Q: How do you get dragon milk?
A: From a cow with short legs.
I think he told Relia about this last week because now she knows it too. She hasn't told it to any strangers yet (that I know of) but I'm sure that's because she never finishes our family tree and history quickly enough to get to the jokes. Yesterday in the car she tried playing with the formula:
Q: How do you get princess/fairy milk?
A: From a cow with very tall legs.
Gotta love that!
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