The Stinker will be eight tomorrow.
He has given us eight years of side-splitting, rambunctious, LOUD boyness. He is laughter and sweetness; forgetfulness and charm. He is the one who often asks me at 2:00 in the afternoon IF we've had lunch (and yes, we always have. At 11:00. Everyday).
He is the one to give the best bear hugs after his asked-for bedtime prayers. He is quick to find the funny in any situation but often the last to laugh at the subtle humor in the book we're reading (usually two paragraphs behind). And he is the one who cannot pass up a joke book, a funny poem or the old Tom and Jerry cartoons. He is my middle child, squeezed but thriving.
So in honor of his birthday, I can't resist sharing this with you:
Tock to me. I'm lonely.
It's Friendly Friday. I ask; you answer:
What is your favorite knock-knock joke that I can share with The Stinker for his birthday?
Go ahead. Tock to me. It'll be a great gift!