One day,I found Sham, my four -year old son, with the telephone which he quickly hung up when he saw me.
"what were you doing with the telephone?" I asked him
"Calling Auntie Sara," he said
" How could you have called Auntie Sara?" I asked . " You don't even know her number."
" Yes I do, and I did call her," little Sham 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!" Sham answered.
~ thanks for reading this joke ~