There are days when I truly believe that the number one reason my husband continues to want more children (when we got married he only wanted 2 MAX, now he has agreed to 4) is that he really enjoys teaching them funny things to say.
When the kids were old enough to learn how to deliver a joke he taught them MANY...
What is a pirate's favorite letter?... RRRRRRRRR
Why is 6 afraid of 7?... Because 7, 8, 9
What did the 0 say to the 8?... Nice belt
And their FAVORITE knock knock joke:
Panther no pants; I'm going swimming!
When Peter was potty training Brett taught him Salt-n-Pepa's song "Push It" as a helpful hint during a #2, taught them the course to Ice Ice Baby, and frequently comes up with little one liners for them to repeat to friends.
Last Wednesday, we took the boys out to celebrate their "Uncle" Troy's birthday (Peter's God Father). Peter brought a toy tiger and told everyone that it was a "party animal."
Then Friday night, Brett and the kids went for a walk. When they got home, Peter ran up to me really excitedly and handed me a rock.
Peter - Here Mommy!
Me - Wow, a Rock, Thanks Peter
Peter - Hey Mom, can you smell what that rock is cooking?