Elly made up her first joke today.
She said “Daddy, I’m going to do a comedian to you now, I made a comedian, I mean a joke.”
I said “Great,” and thought “Oh no. I want to be a good audience, but the pressure’s on,”
Then she said “Here’s the church and here’s the steeple” and did the stuff with her hands that children do.
Then she said “Open the doors, and here’s the people.”
She opened her hands to show me just the palms of her hands.
I looked at her and frowned a bit and thought “That’s a bit of a shit joke there Elly, First of all it’s not really a joke, it’s a rhyme, secondly you didn’t really make it up, so that makes you a 4 year old gag thief and thirdly you've done your hands the wrong way round so the fingers weren’t even wriggling when they were supposed to be representing the people, so to add insult to embarrasment you've fucked up what is already quite a low key punchline,”
I smiled in a way that I thought was kind and said “Elly, that's really funny but where are the people?”
At that point Elly went mental, laughing hysterically, shaking with excitement and shouting in a demented voice that I'd never heard before “That’s the joke Daddy, there aren’t any people, but I said to you “here’s the people,”
I think she may be a comedy genius.