One day, I found Sam, my four-year old son, with the telephone which he quickly hung up when he saw me.
"What were you doing with the phone?" I asked him.
"Calling Auntie Sarah," he said.
"How could you have called Auntie Sarah?" I asked. "You don't even know her number."
"Yes I do, and I did call her," little Sam replied.
I wasted a lot of breath trying to convince him that he didn't know her number, but he insisted that he had made the call.
"Okay," I said finally. "What did she say then, if you called her?"
"She told me I had the wrong number!" Sam answered.
Just for laughs! Have a great week ahead. Thanks for reading.