So, do you know the diference between cats and frogs?
Cat's have nine lives and frogs croak every night!
Bad jokes have become a sort of stock in trade around our house this summer.
Popsicle brand popsicles have jokes on the sticks. Much to my surprise these silly jokes have become the single most influential thing in encouraging my son to spontaneous independant reading. Because he doesn't want us to see the answer to the joke he works extra hard to sound things out all by himself. He loves them and I love that he's reading, and we're both treated to such gems as:
"Why did the pitcher not like caves?" He was afraid of bats.
"What does a rabbit use to keep his fur in place?" Hare spray
"What kind of flower buys Father's Day cards?" A sunflower
"How did the baker get so rich?" He made a lot of dough
"Who do all of the inches follow?" Their ruler
And so forth and so on. He cracks me up with his joy in reading the jokes, and I derrive my own joy in seeing him delighted with his new skill.
Kitty Update: The new kitty is named Fluffy, and the naming process is deserving on it's own entry here. She's been with us roughly two and a half weeks and is growing like a weed. She's gone from that precious young kitten shape of being as long as she was tall and ears that were way to big looking for her body to being longer than she is tall and starting to look more cat like. You can spy a picture of her
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