We've taken a few hits around here lately, so I've been especially reliant on humor to make the best of things. That's why I am pleased to announce the emergence of Carly Quinn's amazing aptitude for comedy.
Example One: Back on New Year's Eve, while my sister-in-law and I were trying to herd 3 kids and 2 husbands out the door to a party, I quickly tossed on my faux fur coat (see, folks, I really do try). Carly announced, "Mommy, you're dressing up like a bear!" She was right, the black faux fur sort of resembled a bad bear costume and my 3 weeks-post-baby bod helped define the ferocious silhouette. Michelle and I lost it, laughing hysterically (the pre-departure cocktails helped), and Carly announced proudly, "Mommy, I made a joke!!" And, she did. It was her first.
Example Two: Carly and Teddy were sitting in one of our chairs as I grabbed a book to read to them. I turned around and said, "Wow, you guys are like two peas in a pod." Carly smiled and said right back to me, "Two peas in a potty!" and we both cracked up. Repeatedly. This, her second joke, sealed the deal for her. Making jokes is another way to get attention and, thus, totally worth the effort even if you have to repeat the line 100 times before mom or dad or 550 lawyers via video conference (damn that sound delay) gets that it's a joke.
And, perhaps best of all, Carly now laughs at my jokes. For example, she thinks my impression of Ms. Hannigan in "Annie" is hilarious. I can make her laugh amidst the greatest of meltdowns. She also thinks it's funny when I change the words to some of her nursery rhymes and songs, like when I changed the lyrics of London Bridges to "take the Ga and lock him up, lock him up, lock him up, take the Ga and lock him up, my fair froggy." Insane giggles. I'm working on some new material, so I'll keep you posted with the results. Suffice it to say, we are going to hit the bigtime when her appreciation for potty humor kicks into high gear.
And for those of you wondering what Teddy thinks of all this humor business...
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