Ezri Speaks

“My art is not a joke.” While her brother was laughing at her letter sculptures.

“When I am a grown up I want to be a artist and a mama.”

“The clouds are making a zero. It is very nice of them to make one of our favorite numbers.”

“Who will live in our house when we are dead?” Parents do not always have the answers.

“Are there mailboxes in New Zealand?”

Ezri is developing a sense of humor. Ezri’s jokes currently sound like these.
“Why did the chicken climb the hill? POO!”
“What did the mouse do when he was angry? POO!”
“What did dinosaur do after dinner? PEE POO!”
I’ve told her I don’t find them funny and she doesn’t need to tell me pee or poo jokes anymore. She tells them to Ivan. He finds them hilarious. She tells jokes to him in the backseat of the car and when they are together under the table. We know Ivan knows what poo means since he points at his diaper and says “boo” sometimes which means, “I have pooped in this, change me.” So, she has the scatological and the element of the unexpected in her humor though she quickly loses that because the answer is always pee or poo.