With an inquisitive look, she obliged my request for one last game of the day.
After a few obvious guesses from my clueless Mother (such as “blanket”, “stuffed animal”, and “match box car”) I decided to give her some helpful hints.
It really was painful to see her embarrass herself with such terrible conjectures.
See if you can get it…
It’s long.
It’s not short.
It grows.
It goes in your mouth.
It’s not a whistle.
It’s hard.
It’s not teeth.
Clearly I had given enough obvious hints.
My Mom just laughed hysterically when I said, “It's a Carrot!”
I consider myself a well-rounded boy with a broad sense of humor.
But carrots? What’s funny about carrots?
