Last night, since I was not traveling, I went up to Niki’s bed when she was ready to retire to talk to her for a few minutes (and tickle her ears – even as a kid, that was the surest way to get her to sleep) before she went off to her deep slumber. In a misdirected attempt, I started with a really cheesy joke. (All my jokes are that way – which partially explains my cholesterol issue 🙂 ). Since she completely ignored me, I continued with that “Did you get it? Did you get it?” thing. Which, I have been reassured by all and sundry to be more irritating than the joke itself.

She opened her eyes and sternly replied “Getting it was not the problem, father!”

ZING!!!