I am so excited, as my little girl is obviously well on her way to being a master of wit. Today at dinner, we had our first pun.
Betsy: Can I have a chip, Mommy?
Mommy: Sure.
Betsy: It goes up! It goes down. It's a rocket-chip! *ba dum crash*
Betsy: Can I have a chip, Mommy?
Mommy: Sure.
Betsy: It goes up! It goes down. It's a rocket-chip! *ba dum crash*