Written by SON: Dad, why is mom not following us?
ME: Don’t worry son, she’ll come with her own car.
SON: Why?… Is it because you two quarelled last night?
ME: Can you Imagine son?? Your mom called me a drunkard!
SON: What is a drunkard?
ME: Well… Let me not explain this kind of thing to you, let’s go..
Just as I’m about to put the key in the ignition, he held my held my hand and said…
“Daddy wait… Please tell me, what is a drunkard?
I sighed, and then turned to him…
“Well son, a drunkard is someone that drinks alcohol a lot and misbehaves, for example, you see that four cars there? [pointing to the cars] a drunkard will see eight”
SON: Ok.
(he said and then got down from the car and slammed the door)
ME: (Suprised!) Why did you get down?
SON: I’ll follow mum in her own car.
ME: Why??
SON: Because she is right.
ME: How???
SON: You’re a drunkard
ME: What??! Why did you say that???
SON: Because there’s only two cars there..
