the dance of the ink riddled fingers

Gracie, 4.

Posted in epiphany tiffany, he said she said, heroes of mine, how was your day? by enisea on 22/09/2011

Gracie swings her lunchbox, holding it by the handle, armed with contagious smile.
G: Knock, knock!
N: Who’s there?
G: Lunchbox!
N: Lunchbox who?
G: Luuunchhboxx… um, couldn’t stop, eating LUNCH!

1 second pause. Both laugh.

G: What goes down and down and down?
N: …I don’t know.
G: A HOLE!
N: Hahahaha, A HOLE! Of course!

I later heard the complete hole joke from her older brother.

Joke/riddle: What gets bigger as it goes down?
Answer: A hole (take a second to think about it and then sigh “Ohh, yes”)

When you’re a gorgeous smiling four year old with the opportunity to crack a joke, it’s impossible to be refused.
A child’s sense of humour/attempt at humour is a blessed thing!

Sometimes it is not the clever things that impress us more. 

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