The Jokester

Some mothers astound me in their ability to interpret what their children are saying even when it's indistinct babble to everyone else. I'm not one of these mothers. Most of the time I have no idea what alex is trying to say and the times when I do he is usually using signs to get his point across. Most of the time it's frustrating for him and me, but sometimes it's just funny. alex is starting to tell jokes and even if I don't understand what he is saying he still laughs at his own jokes, I laugh at him laughing at himself and everything works out in the end. Sometimes I'm fortunate enough to understand what the jokes are about; yesterday was one such occasion. alex pointed to his underwear and with a worried look said, "uh-oh poo poo." He hasn't pooped in his pants in almost a year so I'm flabbergasted and say, "alex did you go poop in your pants?" Then he smiles, turns around and points to his bum where sure enough there is a picture of Winnie the Pooh. Then I start to laugh and he falls down laughing. Even if you don't need people to laugh at your jokes, it's always reassuring when they do.