K ~ Knock Knocks

     When Steven was but a wee lad he was introduced to knock-knock jokes and immediately latched on to them.
    What followed was a period of truly dreadful jokes we all suffered through. They made zero sense, but he loved them.
    At some point I grabbed a pen and would jot them down, thinking that someday once he's older he can read them and see what we had endured.
    I found those jokes again last year and read some of them to him. He was properly unimpressed, but I quite enjoyed them this time around. Somehow time took the mind-numbing tedium from them and left only the sweet memory behind of a little boy inventing his jokes.
    I have decided to compile them into a book and try my hand at illustrating each one. 

    Here's an example of one of the "jokes"

    Knock knock
    Who's there?
    Grasshopper
    Grasshopper who?
    Grasshopper door.

    The joke makes zero sense, but drawing a little scene involving a grasshopper door is going to be fun.

    I may have to decide whether to give him the completed book for Christmas or keep if for myself.