Warm Pancakes

Brenda and Steve took their six-year-old son to the doctor. With some hesitation, they explained

that although their little angel appeared to be in good health, they were concerned about his rather

small pe**s. After examining the child, the doctor confidently declared, “Just feed him

pancakes.  That should solve the problem.” The next morning when the boy arrived at breakfast,

there was a large stack of warm pancakes in the middle of the table. “Gee, Mum,” he exclaimed,

“for me?” “Just take two,” Brenda replied. “The rest are for your father.”