Paige is my youngest kid at age four.
She was humming and asked me to guess what she was humming. I guessed a few songs. “Sesame Street?” “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star?”
“No” And she kept humming.
“I give up,” I said. “What are you humming.”
“A trumpet,” she answered. I laughed out loud.
“Now guess what it is? It is long and skinny. It is shiny.” Her grandfather plays trombone, and now I was hip to the game. So I guessed trombone.
“Nope. Violin.”
Now that’s funny! You don’t need to look far if you need a smile. Need humor? Just look in your car seat.
