Kid: What do you call a cow that’s just been born?

Me: Um…a calf? A baby cow? A new cow?

I knew there was no point in trying to figure out a funny punchline.  There was no possible way a funny punchline matched this joke.  I’ve learned my lesson.  We live in a land where “What do you get when you cross beef and jerky? Beef Jerky!” is about the best we can do.

Me: A small cow? A cowlette? A cow lick?

Kid: No!  A cowBOY!!

Silence.  Crickets.

Kid: Wait…cowboy….born…cowboy…Well, that’s what I call it, anyway.

Me:  You do, huh? Ok, well, that’s certainly interesting.  So…flip to page 49 and read the title of the story…

My new plan is to slip this kid a Laffy Taffy a day until he gets it.