A baby was born who was so
advanced, he could talk. He looked
around the delivery room and saw the
doctor.
"Are you my doctor?" he asked.
"Yes, I am," said the
doctor.
The baby said, "Thank you for taking such good care of me
during
the birth."
He looked at his mother and asked, "Are you my
mother?"
"Yes, I am," said the mother.
"Thank you for taking such
good care of me before I was born," he
said.
He then looked at his
father and asked, "Are you my father?"
"Yes, I am," his father
answered.
The baby motioned him closer, then poked him repeatedly on
the
forehead with his index finger.
"Hurts doesn't
it!"