Knock Knock

Jackson is in the bathroom with me as I am getting ready.  I am blow-drying my hair when the knock-knock jokes start.  Jackson loves knock-knock jokes.

Jackson:  Knock-Knock.
Me:  Who's there?
Jackson:  Fan.
Me:  Fan who?
Jackson:  Fan.....dryer.

We both laugh hysterically.

My turn.  Me:  Knock-Knock.
Jackson:  Who's there?
Me:  Pickle.
Jackson:  Pickle who?
Me:  Pickle Juice.

We both laugh hysterically.

Jackson:  Knock-knock.
Me:  Who's there?
Jackson:  Towel.
Me:  Towel who?
Jackson:  Towel.....shampoo.

We both laugh hysterically.

It's becoming obvious to me that he is looking around the bathroom and finding things to make jokes about.  We go back and forth like this for a while with jokes about the toilet, sink, light, and other things he sees in the room.  I dry and style my hair, put on make-up, and find my shoes.   My jokes are even lamer than his.  He laughs like crazy each time.

Then I say:  Knock-knock.
Jackson:  Who's there?
Me:  Jackson.
Jackson:  Jackson who?
Me:  Jackson Kai Andrews.

I laugh hysterically.

He just looks at me and says, "Uhhh!  That is NOT even funny."

Well, excuse me.  I thought it was pretty good.

We keep playing.

Jackson:  Knock-Knock
Me:  Who's there?
Jackson:  Bottom.
Me:  Bottom who?
Jackson:  Bottom.....tub.

We laugh hysterically.

My laugh is more genuine this time.  That boy really does crack me up!