|I'm used to getting laughs from Isaac. |
Today I got a whole lot more.
"Ummm, sure," I said, bracing myself for 5-year-old boy humor.
He asked me something about leaves and where they live. The punch line didn't match up. At all. Then he asked me if I had any jokes. Of course, I said, desperately trying to recall a Laffy Taffy joke from my youth.
I'm not going to lie. It wasn't my best effort, but it elicited a giggle or two from Isaac.
We traded a few more back and forth and back and forth in the little time it takes to get from the baby-sitter's house to ours. Eventually, the ball lay in Isaac's court.
"Do you know why God has Addie?"
"That's not a joke, mom," he reassured me.
"Because God loves her," I said.
"And that's a beautiful thing."
Yes, Isaac. I suppose it is.