A man pleaded with the psychiatrist, "You've got to help me.

It's my son." "What's the matter?" "He's always eating mud pies. I get up in the morning and There he is in the backyard eating mud pies. I come home at Lunch and he's eating mud pies. I come home at dinner and There he is in the backyard eating mud pies."

The psychiatrist reassured him, "Give the kid a chance. It's All part of growing up. It'll pass."

"Well, I don't like it, and neither does his wife."