Journal+6-Narrative

The relationship between my father and myself has always been an interesting one. We are a lot alike and often think the similar things at the same time. Our senses of humor are almost identical (although at times mine is a little bit darker). This is probably due to the fact that my father and I spend a lot of time together because he drives me to all of my various musical lessons and such. One example of our strange likeness was at home around the dinner table one night when my father and I made a pun off of some word at the same time. Everyone there was kind of freaked out. We also have many strange inside jokes. Such as every chance we get we hide behind corners and try to jump out and scare each other. Also one time when at my grandparents house and my grandfather had built a new shed which was sitting there on the driveway (it was about the third shed he built) and I asked my dad “Whys grandpa’s shed on the driveway?” and my father stupidly responded, “Grandpa has a shed?” This is humorous because my father knew that the shed was there and just wasn’t thinking. Now every time there is an awkward moment one of us randomly says, “Wait, grandpa has a shed!?”