Dirty Joke Reinterpretation

First things first--Noah is here! He flew in late Friday night and will be here until mid-September. It is thrilling to see what a tall, articulate, handsome young man he is. He also makes a great lab assistant. We just spent the last hour working on my virtual lab for Anatomy/Physiology II, calculating hematocrit and hemoglobin volumes and discussing anemias. He has opted out of the lab visit on Monday, however. As he puts it, "Blood is gross. It creeps me out, Mom."

That doesn't change the fact that he still takes pleasure in gross jokes. Adding a fifth child into the mix makes for some hilarious exchanges. Take yesterday, for example:

Noah, age 10: “Hey Wolfie, wanna hear a dirty joke?”

Mom, age 30, raising eyebrow and answering for Wolfie: “Sure, Noah. As long as it’s not too dirty.”

Noah: “Well, it’s not dirty. It’s just gross.”

Mom: “That works. Shoot.” (all 8 ears listening intently--Bethany indifferent)

Noah: “Why did Tigger look in the toilet?”

Mom: “Why?”

Noah: “He was looking for Pooh.”

Hysterical laughter ensuing. I admit, I was howling. It was hilarious! All of the kids were equally amused, but Zoya downright cracked up and began her practice of immediately retelling the joke which was just shared with the rest of us so we could laugh some more.

Zoya, age 4: “Hey mom! Why did Tigger look in the toilet?! He was trying to find poop to eat!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"

Noah sighing: “I don’t think Zoya gets it, Mom.”

:)