A small boy talking to his mother while his dad sits nearby.

Boy: Mom, I want to marry 3 girls when I grow up.

Mom: 3 girls!! But why son?

Boy: One to cook food for me, one to do my laundry and one to clean my home.

Mom: Ohh ok… But which one will sleep with you?

Boy: (innocently) But of course you mom. I never want to sleep with anyone other that you.

Mom: Ohh bless you my son!!! You love mommy so much. But what will happen to the 3 wives of yours.

Boy: They can sleep with Dad.

Dad: Bless you son!!!