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Dec. 26th, 2006 10:59 amI'm back. I drove down to my parent's house Sunday around noon, and came back Monday very late. I got home around 12:30 am.
Things went well. I attended the candlelight church service with my parents, I had trouble sleeping in the next day because my parents get up so early and made a lot of noise. My sisters, brothers-in-law, nieces and nephew showed up and the house was full of noise. Well, Becky was late, and she brought the roast beef (unroasted when she arrived) so we had roast beef long after we'd had the rest of the Christmas day meal (we did have ham for the meal though).
My middle niece makes up jokes and asks strange questions. You really have to wonder what's going on in her head to come up with stuff like that. In the middle of our shanghai game she asked me something like, "Mark, why do you not like peaches?" Which wasn't a topic anyone had brought up, or something I'd ever said I didn't like. At an earlier point she told me, "I don't believe you exist in real life," so I replied, "Well, I guess if I kick you it won't hurt will it?"
And her jokes... she understands the structure of a joke, but prefers to make up her own. The answers are never very funny but the questions make you wonder where she comes up with them. "Why didn't the ostrich like corn? Because it tasted bad." "What did the old man do with the comb? He combed his hair." "Why did the kitten hide from the tree? Because it was scary." That sort of thing. We had crackers at the table (the paper tubes that you pull apart -- there's a small firecracker that pops when you pull it apart, and inside are several small prizes. In ours there were stickers, a flimsy plastic film crown, and a piece of paper with a joke.) Anyway, we read some of the jokes, and they she'd pick up one of the jokes and act as if she was reading it, but instead make up one of her own non-joke jokes.
Things went well. I attended the candlelight church service with my parents, I had trouble sleeping in the next day because my parents get up so early and made a lot of noise. My sisters, brothers-in-law, nieces and nephew showed up and the house was full of noise. Well, Becky was late, and she brought the roast beef (unroasted when she arrived) so we had roast beef long after we'd had the rest of the Christmas day meal (we did have ham for the meal though).
My middle niece makes up jokes and asks strange questions. You really have to wonder what's going on in her head to come up with stuff like that. In the middle of our shanghai game she asked me something like, "Mark, why do you not like peaches?" Which wasn't a topic anyone had brought up, or something I'd ever said I didn't like. At an earlier point she told me, "I don't believe you exist in real life," so I replied, "Well, I guess if I kick you it won't hurt will it?"
And her jokes... she understands the structure of a joke, but prefers to make up her own. The answers are never very funny but the questions make you wonder where she comes up with them. "Why didn't the ostrich like corn? Because it tasted bad." "What did the old man do with the comb? He combed his hair." "Why did the kitten hide from the tree? Because it was scary." That sort of thing. We had crackers at the table (the paper tubes that you pull apart -- there's a small firecracker that pops when you pull it apart, and inside are several small prizes. In ours there were stickers, a flimsy plastic film crown, and a piece of paper with a joke.) Anyway, we read some of the jokes, and they she'd pick up one of the jokes and act as if she was reading it, but instead make up one of her own non-joke jokes.
