After 60 years together, the couples three kids, all successful, agreed to a Sunday dinner in their honour. "Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad," gushed Son No. 1. 'Sorry I'm running

After 60 years together, the couple’s three kids, all successful, agreed to a Sunday dinner in their honour.

“Happy Anniversary, Mom and Dad,” gushed Son No. 1. “Sorry I’m running late. I had to close a last-minute deal — they’re naming a wing after me now at the hospital!”

“Very impressive,” Dad said, raising an eyebrow. “Does that mean we get free check-ups?”

Before he could answer, Son No. 2 burst in, still in a tuxedo.

“Sorry I’m later! Just got off a red-eye from Paris. We launched a new tech company — we're trying to replace smartphones with smart hats.”

“Smart hats?” Mom asked.

“Yeah, you think and it calls someone. Unless you think about your ex — then it just sends an awkward voicemail.”

Finally, the daughter walked in, balancing a yoga mat and a laptop.

“Namaste and sorry I’m the latest,” she smiled. “I was leading a virtual retreat on mindfulness for billionaires. One guy had such inner peace, he Venmo’d me twice.”

They all laughed and sat down. The kids toasted: “To the greatest parents on Earth — 60 years of love!”

Dad smiled and leaned over to Mom. “Well, at least one of our investments paid off.”

Mom whispered back, “Let’s not jinx it. One of them still thinks crypto is a vegetable.”

As dessert came out, the kids proudly presented their gift: a trip around the world, first class.

Dad looked at Mom and said, “I still remember our first trip… to the corner store on foot… during a snowstorm.”

Mom added, “And we couldn’t afford hot chocolate, so we just sniffed it in the aisle and went home.”

They all laughed, and Son No. 2 said, “Sixty years… what’s the secret?”

Dad leaned back, gave Mom a smile, and said, “Simple. She’s always right.”

Mom chimed in, “And he’s always confused.”

And with that, they all raised their glasses, the perfect family mix of love, humor, and just a pinch of sarcasm.