Mommy how old are you?
Little Johnnie walked into the kitchen one day and looked up at his mother, who was busy cooking dinner. "Mommy, how old are you?" he asked.
"Now dear," said her mother, "You should never ask a woman what her age is." "Why not?" demanded Johnnie . "Because it isn't polite. You'll understand better when you grow up." Johnnie thought about it for a moment, then piped up, "Mommy, how much do you weigh?"
"Johnnie," said his mother, "That's not a question you ask people." "Why not?" "Because it's not polite to ask grown-ups about how much they weigh. You'll understand some day."
"Mommy," Jenny asked, "Why did you and Daddy get divorced?" "Darling," his mother replied with a sigh, "That's something that's still very painful for Mommy, and I really can't talk about it now. I'll explain when you are a little older."
The next day, Johnnie told a friend at school about the conversation with his mother. The other little boy explained to him, "All you have to do is get a look at your mom's driver's license. It has all the information about any grown-up you want on it."
So little Johnnie sneaked a peek in his mother's purse when he got home, and looked over her license, examining it carefully. That evening, he went back into the kitchen and announced, "I know how old you are, Mommy, You are 31!"
His mother looked down at him, surprised. "And I know how much you weigh!" said Johnnie. "You weigh 122 pounds." "Johnnie, where did you learn this?", his mother asked. Johnnie just smiled and continued, "And, I know why you and Daddy got a divorce." His mother just gasped and asked, "Why?"
Johnnie replied, "Because you got an F in sex!"