Kids

Cell phone rings, it’s my wife’s cell.

me: “Hello?”

very young person: “Hi daddy, when are you coming home from work?”

me: “At 5:00. Does mom know you have her cell phone?”

very young person: “Bye.” (click)

My son passed all parts of the Texas std. tests. So he gets to be a
fifth grader, for reals!

(I ain’t got no idea why he would have trouble with grammar)

Thank you, Oprah, I haven’t laughed this hard in a while.