Children’s humour

I’ve just laughed at someone because they used the acronym PP. Being stuck around toddlers means my humour is purely bodily function led.

It helps that my sense of humour hasn’t departed to far from the playground. It is pretty unrefined and finds laughter in most bodily functions. Simulating and noises the body makes sends the Feliciraptor into fits of laughter and causes her to run around the room telling the same ‘joke’ (if the joke is simply blowing a raspberry). In fact one of the first jokes she learnt had a tongue rasp as the punchline.

I do have one receptive audience who are pretty easy please, and will listen and laugh with very little heckling. For a three year old most things are funny; and at 18 months anything that involves a silly face or noise is the best thing in the world for A-Rex.

Children find the stupidest acts hilarious, which I guess counterbalances their freakouts over the slightest of provocations. For a toddler sticking a finger in your dinner has the reaction of “ROFLCOPTERLMAOLOL” and removing your finger is “This is the worst thing to ever happen in the world in history you monster”. It is a fine balance that you will never learn, especially as the next night you need to reverse your actions to have the same effect.

This is why making children laugh can be so easy, and so hard. Yes getting them to pull your finger will make them laugh, but what if the resulting noise was too loud or too wet. You will be seen as a monster rather than Mr Funnyman. I was looking for “silent but violent”

For A-Rex life is simpler, all we have to do is pull a funny expressions three times for him to giggle away. No more. No less. Three shalt be the number thou shalt pull, and the number of the pulling shall be three. Four shalt thou not pull, neither pull thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out. Anything other than three just results in tears.

The comedy gene has passed on, with Feliciraptor now coming up with her own jokes. Like her father she still has a lot to learn about what is appropriate humour. For example this was the following exchange in the car:

Feliciraptor : Daddy I pooedMe : What! Hang on!Feliciraptor : I pooed in my pantsMe : Oh we don’t do that do we?Feliciraptor : I not pooed, I only joking.

Hilarious. Obviously not as funny as shouting in the local supermarket that Grandma was drunk, but still ranks pretty high on the all time funny list.

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