Two weeks after Sally’s first great-grandchild was born, Sally ended up with babysitting duty.
Her friend Martha came over for tea and asked to see the little cutie.
“Not yet,” Sally said.
A few minutes later, Martha asked again.
“Not yet,” Sally said.
“What on earth are you waiting for?”
“She has to start crying before you can see her,” said Sally.
“What? Why?”
“Because I forgot where I put her.”