I was at the grocery store today, and saw a older lady pushing a grocery cart with a baby in the little seat above her groceries.

"Pretty soon we'll be done, Diploma, and we can go home and I'll give you a nice bath."

"When we get to the checkout, Diploma, I bet we can find a nice piece of candy for you! I bet you'll like that, won't you, Diploma?"

I couldn't resist asking the lady, "That's a beautiful baby, but I'm curious: Why do you call her 'Diploma'?"

She told me, "I sent my daughter to college, and this is what she brought back!"