Third-Culture-Kid

WE'RE ALMOST HOME!!! YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Today we are leaving for Newark at 10:30 at night.

See you soon...
Mak~

A Cute Joke...

A six-year-old boy
told his father he wanted to marry the little girl across the street. The
father, being modern and well schooled in handling children, hid his smile
behind his hand.
“That’s a serious step,” he said. “Have you thought it out
completely?”
“Yes,” his young son answered. “We can spend one week in
my room and the next in hers. It’s right across the street, so I can run home if
I get scared of the dark.”“How about transportation?”
the father asked.
“I have my wagon, and we both have our tricycles,” the
little boy answered. The boy had an answer to every question the father
raised.
Finally, in exasperation, his dad asked, “What about
babies? When you’re married, you’re liable to have babies, you know.”
“We’ve thought about that, too,” the little boy
replied.
“We’re not going to have babies. Every time she lays an
egg, I’m going to step on it!”

Third-Culture-Kid

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

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