One day I found Morris, my five-year-old son, with the telephone, which he quickly hung up when he saw me.
"What were you doing?" I asked him.
"Calling Aunt Sarah."
"How could you have called Aunt Sarah?" I asked. "You don't even know her number."
"Yes, I do and I did call her," little Morris replied.
In the maternity ward of a hospital, newborn girl baby looks over at newborn boy baby and asks, "Are you a girl baby or a boy baby?"
