A Jew comes to a rabbi.
- Rebbe, advise me, I really don't know what to do, what to do...
- Well, tell me.
- So, Rebbe, my son was born, and I don't know what to do. If I register him a year later, he will go to school a year later, if I register him a year earlier, he will go to the army a year earlier. What should I do, what to do...
- Well, then write it down as it is.
- What a fine fellow you are, a Rebbe after all! And it would never have even occurred to me.