Miles: “Daddy, Panamum is the land of my dreams.”

Me: “Do you mean PanaMA?”

Miles: “No no no, PanaMUM. In Panamum the land smells like bananas.”

Me: “So where do all the bananas come from?”

Miles: “The bananas come from Egypt.”

3 Replies to “Panamum”

  1. We can’t believe it either. It’s bitter and it’s sweet. But the existence of Miles does NOT nullify any obligation on you to have your own!

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