I thought I was going to detest H's new penchant for joketelling.
But I found out tonight that it wasn't a punch line he was trying to deliver.
As we drove home, H said "knock knock" and I rolled my eyes, sighed and uttered softly in a singsong, "who's there?"
And from his tiny lips, set just so, with a deep concentration on pronunciation, his soft, high pitched voice singsonged back to me...
"Hehnreee."
He said his name. He said his name he said his name he said his name!!!!
I'd listen to that chatter 24 hours a day. He has my permission to do the knock knock thing any darn time he wants to.
But I found out tonight that it wasn't a punch line he was trying to deliver.
As we drove home, H said "knock knock" and I rolled my eyes, sighed and uttered softly in a singsong, "who's there?"
And from his tiny lips, set just so, with a deep concentration on pronunciation, his soft, high pitched voice singsonged back to me...
"Hehnreee."
He said his name. He said his name he said his name he said his name!!!!
I'd listen to that chatter 24 hours a day. He has my permission to do the knock knock thing any darn time he wants to.
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