Jokes on you

So today Maya has begun to tell jokes...or at least her version of a joke.
Daddy, what did the chicken eat? The road.
Why did the chicken cross the road? Cuz he was hit by a wheel and layed there forever.  Ha.
And when I do not laugh she is confused.  Funny.
Today Grandma brought a cleaning toy from Ross for Maya and a talking dump truck for Ash.  Maya put on her little apron and swept, mopped and starting speaking in spanish...nah.  She was very elegant and thorough with her cleaning.
Later in the evening when daddy was alone they took full advantage of my handicap, throwing all the sand out of the box and into each others hair and crevasses. Maya made a blueberry muffin with frosting at summer camp (not a cupcake dad) because the teacher could not find the nails and hammer for her building summer camp...hmm. Maya decided that all the tiny ants needed food on the back porch so crumbled up a bunch of crackers and littered them all over...for the ants.  Now we will have ants for sure.