A baby was born who was so advanced he could talk. He looked around the delivery room and saw the doctor. "Are you my doctor?" he asked.

 

"Yes, I am," said the doctor. The baby said, "Thank you for taking such good care of me during the birth."

 

He looked at his mother and asked, "Are you my mother?"

 

"Yes, I am," said the mother. "Thank you for taking such good care of me before I was born," he said.

 

He then looked at his father and asked, "Are you my father?"

 

"Yes, I am," his father answered. The baby motioned him closer, then poked him repeatedly on the forehead with his index finger. "Hurts don't it!"