Joseph was sitting on the sofa with grandma and they were talking. I heard Joseph say, "Do you know what I want to be when I grow up?"
"No, what do you want to be?" Grandma answered.
"I want to be a monk."
I piped up and asked him "Since when?" (He's always saying he wants to be a priest.)
"Since Halloween." Mom and I both, laughed out loud. But that's not the funny part.
I then said to Joseph, "Do you know that if you are monk you cannot get married."
"OH, never mind, I won't be a monk then."