So, the other night, we were sitting at the dinner table and I tried to tell Bean a joke. Only, he didn’t understand it. Chris and I quickly realized that he didn’t know how to tell a joke! Parenting fail.
Chris instantly pulls out his cell phone and starts looking up jokes to teach Bean.
Two minutes go by. Then three. Then five.
“Uh, Chris?” I asked. “Did you find any jokes yet?”
“I’m trying to find the perfect one,” he said, still glued to his phone.
I continue on with dinner conversation with the kids about school that day, and suddenly Chris interrupts us, yelling, “I’VE GOT IT!”
Bean got so excited. He was ready to learn his first joke, and he couldn’t wait to tell his teachers at school the next day.
“What did the fish say when he swam into the wall?” asked Chris.
Bean sat there for a minute before responding. “I don’t know,” he finally said.
“DAM!” shouted Chris.
Now, I ask you… what parent in their right minds would teach this to their four-year-old son?!?!
Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you, the father of my children: