Conversations at the dinner table

Posted by on March 20, 2008 at 7:00 am.

“Dad, what’s a Dike!?”

My wife and I almost spewed dinner across from each other.

About 3 minutes later, while wiping the tears from my eyes, and through high pitched giggles and snorts(from me) I finally asked: “Why do you ask son?”

dutchboyAt this point I thought the worst and was expecting some story about a classmate who called another classmate a bad name, or some such story.

“Well, today at school I heard a story about a little boy who stuck his finger in a di….”

(More uncontrollable peals of laughter)

A few minutes later: “What’s so funny Dad?”

“Oh, nothing Son (*snort, coughing up chunks of Broccoli, more tears).”

History:

Quite a few years ago one of the jokes in my repertoire went like this:

“Did you hear about the little boy who stuck his finger in the dike? She kicked his @$$!”

I told it so often that my wife used to groan every time I started telling the joke to somebody. Little did I know these very words would cross my son’s lips one day and conjure up some pretty funny images and memories from my past.

Please note that I try to be careful about words I use around my kids. I’m human, and there are the occasional slip ups with some “bad” words, but I don’t use derogatory words like this.

There are times when something hits you in the funnybone just right. Crass language is something I usually don’t post, but this was just too funny not to share.

Watch what you say; Little ears are always listening!

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