Where’s Marian?
One day, a kid and his mom went to the local supermarket for some shopping. The mother got carried away with her shopping, and the kid got lost.
The six-year-old ran up and down the supermarket aisles shouting frantically, “Marian, Marian!”
Finally, reunited with his mother, he was chided by her, “You shouldn’t call me, ‘Marian.’ I’m your mother, you know . . .”
“I know, Mom,” said the child, “but the store is FULL of mothers!”