A 5-year old boy went to visit his grandmother one day. Playing with his toys in her bedroom while grandma was dusting furniture, he looked up and said, "Grandma, how come you don't have a

A 5-year-old boy went to visit his grandmother one day. Playing with his toys in her bedroom while grandma was dusting furniture, he looked up and said, "Grandma, how come you don't have a TV in your room?"

Grandma paused for a moment, smiled, and said, "Well, sweetheart, I guess I just don't need one. I have everything I need right here."

The boy furrowed his brow. "But Grandma, how do you keep yourself entertained?"

Grandma thought for a second, then grinned mischievously. "Well, sometimes I like to take a nap and dream about winning the lottery. Or I sit here and think about all the adventures I had when I was young."

The boy, his curiosity piqued, asked, "Did you ever go to space or fight dragons?"

Grandma chuckled and sat down on the bed next to him. "Not exactly, but I did once go to a concert with Elvis Presley!"

The boy’s eyes widened. "Elvis? You mean the guy who wore those sparkly outfits and sang funny songs?"

Grandma nodded. "That’s right! He was a real superstar. And I was there, dancing like no one was watching!"

The boy’s face lit up. "Wow, Grandma, that’s amazing! Maybe you should get a TV, so I can watch you in your concerts!"

Grandma laughed and winked. "Maybe you’ll see me on the news one day, showing all the young folks how it’s done. Until then, I’ll just keep dancing in my dreams!"