One of the great joys of fatherhood is teaching your kids new things.  Today it was checkers, and a couple weeks ago it was knock knock jokes...which lead to other jokes as well.  And I've done my best to keep them clean.

Tonight, we were all sitting on the sofa watching TV when he looked over at us said:

"Knock knock."

Rachel: "Who's there?"

Miles: "A guy walks into a bar.  Ouch."

No one steal that joke.  It's intellectual property of my kid.

However, we clearly have some work to do on timing, and for a split second I thought I'd show him an old George Carlin or Eddie Murphy standup show.  But just for a split second.

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