I figured that at age seven it was inevitable for my son to begin having doubts about Santa Claus. Sure enough, one day he said, "Mom, I know something about Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, and the Tooth Fairy."
Taking a deep breath, I asked him, "What is that?"
He replied, "They're all nocturnal."
Miss Jones had been giving her second-grade students a lesson on science. She had explained about magnets and showed how they would pick up nails and other bits of iron.
Now it was question time and she asked, "My name begins with the letter 'M' and I pick up things. What am I?"
A little boy in the front row said, "You're a mother."
A mother brought her child to school to register him. However, the child was only five and the age required was six.
“I think,” the mother said to the principal, “that he can pass the six-year-old test.”
“We’ll see,” replied the principal. Then to the child, the principal said, “Son, just say a few words that come to your mind.”
“Do you want logically connected sentences,” asked the child, “or purely irrelevant words?”