Laughter is good medicine

Dad gave three of his daughters (that includes me) a good laugh yesterday evening by the following conversation:

Lezley (or was it Tiffany?): "Daddy, tell us about when you were little."

Dad: "Hmm."

(I wasn't looking at them, but I "heard" a familiar twinkle in his eyes.)

Dad: "Well, I was born very early in my life."

(Giggles from the girls. Great laughter from me.)

Dad: "And I spent most of my childhood as a youth."

(Chuckles all around.)

Dad: "I was born very close to my mother, because I cared about her."

(More chuckles.)

Dad: "And I was very bright. That's why she called me 'son.'"

(Peals of laughter from everyone.)

The End.