Friday 22nd July 2011
“Daddy, read this bit.” He says climbing onto my bed, handing me his Geronimo Stilton book.
I have barely had my eyes open 5 seconds. I woke up to my son, Zephyrus, & my wife, Mistral, reading in his bedroom so I know what is coming.
“A family of little tomatoes is walking down the street and Dad notices that the little tomato is lagging behind, so he yells ketchup!” I read though sleep deprived eyes.
We both force out a little laugh, which isn’t easy to do convincingly.
“Why didn’t the lobster share his plankton with his Dad? Because he was a little shellfish!” I said shifting the book to the other hand in the hope of better focus.
“I don’t get it.” He said with a confused experention on his face.
“Shellfish – selfish?” I prompt.
“Oh yeah…Now read this one.” He demands.
I read on.
“What did the banana says to the judge? I’ll be sure to win my case on a-peel!” I read with a confused look on my face.
“I don’t get it.” He repeated.
Now, what I wanted to say was;
Well, as part of the judicial system that has been refined over many years with success, every defendant is entitled to request a recourse whereby he or she can ask for review from a higher tribunal, a.k.a. ‘an appeal’. That said, the joke is a play on the word ‘appeal’ juxtaposed with the word ‘peel’, as in banana.
Instead I said;
“Yeah, that ones a bit more difficult…” I told him. “…let’s just call that a rubbish joke for kids.”
“Yeah.” He said happy with my answer.
My bad. 😉