DJ has always been very literal. I am sure it is difficult for him at times to be surrounded by a family of sarcastic people. We seriously try not to mess with his too much, but there are times that it can't be helped.
As he gets older, it is easier to explain to him why we think things are funny. But even with that, "that's a joke right?" and "you're joking" is still almost a daily dialog. The crazy thing is, he thinks he is funny. And other people have told us how much they think he is funny. I mean he IS funny, in the funny way he reacts to things and the way he looks at things -- and then when tries to explain it to you... LOL
But since people have started telling him he is funny, he tries to tell jokes. Not just common kid jokes and knock, knocks (which he does too) but jokes that he makes up. And then he has to explain them to you.
A joke isn't funny if you have to explain it.
As I was writing about Liberty Hognhog I realized that DJ had never had an imaginary friend. At least, one that I never met! But he used to CRACK us UP with the imaginative things he did ~
He was about three, when he was outside on the little park bench in the back yard that we overheard the conversation he was having with his ice cream cone. "Hello Mr. Ice Cream Cone. I am going to eat you up now."
This still sends all of us into hysterics!
But the best one, that he used to say ALL THE TIME (and not being able to pronounce his H's) was,
"Mama, pretend I'm a human baby."
Oh, the fun we've had with that!