Maeve is at the stage where she loves to tell jokes, even tough they don't make a lick of sense to anyone but her. It started a few months ago with a random comment at the supper table: "tulip, get it?". No...not really, honey. We've since had many open ended knock knock jokes too. Since then, it has progressed to things like:
"Silly baloney head with a cherry on top. Get it?"
"Tomato head with ice cream baloney. Get it?"
"Baloney sandwich with a tomato ice cream on top. Get it?"
See a theme? Baloney. Even though Maeve has never seen, tasted or touched baloney (to my knowledge) she is obsessed with it. And tonight, her best friend's mother sent me an email describing a sweet exchange she'd had with her daughter, only to have it end with "butt and baloney sandwich, get it?".
Oh Maeve, you do entertain!
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