A little boy in my infant class came into school and told me he could spell his mum’s name.
“M-U-M,” he said proudly. Before I could congratulate him, another little boy said excitedly, “That’s how you spell my mum’s name too!”
I was showing off my drawing skills to my four-year-old one day. I would sketch different things and then ask him to recognise them. My boy was doing really well until I drew an angry face and he shouted, “It’s Mummy!” My wife was not amused.
Feeling sick, my sister grabbed the thermometer from the medicine cabinet and popped it into her mouth.
“Uh, Julie, that’s the dog’s thermometer,” said my mother.
Julie spit it out. “Ewww, was that in Fitzie’s mouth?!”
Mum hesitated before replying, “Not exactly.
”Fresh out of gift ideas, a man buys his mother-in-law a large plot in an expensive cemetery. On her next birthday, he buys her nothing, and immediately she yells at him.
“What are you complaining about?” he fires back. “You still haven’t used the present I gave you last year.”
Laughter is the fireworks of the soul.
Published 24th April 2019