Rosemary

We have a Rosemary bush in our house.

Porter: Mom, why do they call it a rosemary bush?
Me: Why do you ask?
Porter: Well, it doesn't have roses and it doesn't get married.
Me: That is a good point.

Me: Makelle, where did your manners go?
Makelle: Mom, I think my manners are on vacation.
Me: Oh. . . (Because where else would they be)