Tuesday, January 26, 2010

He's four....


He’s four. And he was having a tummy ache.


Complaining to his mummy, he asked why his tummy ached so.


His mummy replied that it happens because it’s his body’s way of communicating.


His tummy makes a phone call to his brain, and his brain will tell him to ask mummy for some medicine.


Placated, the little one took his medicine and settled down.


An hour later, when he felt better, he looked at his mummy square in the face and asked “So what’s my brain’s phone number?”


He’s four. Stunners like that can only come from someone who’s four.



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1 comment:

Angie said...

lemme guess...Aiden?