"Who's there?"
"Interrupting cow."
"Interrupting c . . .
"MOOOOOO!" She laughed. "See? I interrupted you."
Ella joined in. "Mom, why was six afraid of seven?" then whispered, "Don't answer." I shrugged my shoulders. "Because seven EIGHT nine! Get it?" I got it.
Lauren's turn again. "Mom, why did the cow cross the road?"
"Why?
"Because he didn't want to be in a joke anymore!"
"That' pretty good, Lauren," I said. "Did you make that up yourself?"
"No. Grandpa maked it up. He's so funny."
"Which grandpa?" Ella asked. Lauren looked at her quizically.
"My own."
"Which one of your grandpas is it?" Ella persisted. Lauren looked to me and whispered,
"What are their names again?"
"Humble?" I offered.
"Humble! That's right."
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