A couple of weeks ago, we saw a bunny in the yard eating the grass. You then got on your hands and knees, put your head in the grass and pretended to eat. This then morphed into pretending to eat just about anything. You take a big bite, and make a “munch-munch-munch” sound, look at me and say “I’m eating.”
One day, you were sitting in the family room pretending to eat the carpet. I asked “Asher, what are you eating?” You looked at me with all seriousness and said “the ground,” like, “duh, Mom. Isn’t it obvious?” So I asked, “What does the ground taste like?” And, again, you looked at me with this serious face and said “Like chicken!” It was the funniest thing I had heard in a long time and I laughed and laughed. I then told the story to Daddy and he laughed and laughed. Then I told the story to Alyssa and she laughed and laughed. Then I told the story to Grandma and Grandpa and they laughed and laughed.
By this time, you had realized you said a joke. It made people laughed and you loved it! So, we weren’t entirely surprised that when Grandma, Grandpa, Daddy and I were sitting around the table talking and you wanted some attention, you came up to me and said “Like chicken!” with this little grin on your face. Of course, we laughed and laughed.
So, this is now your running joke. When you want to make us laugh, you just yell really loud “like chicken!” When you’re in trouble and you want to ‘lighten the mood’ you quietly whisper, with a little grin on your face, “like chicken.”
So, the other day after one of your jokes, I asked “well then, what does chicken taste like?” And your reply: “Like applesauce.”
Duh, Mom.
