When I get home from work sometimes I'll have a beer. It's tasty and refreshing. Jacob and Mason like it when I have a beer 'cos they like to look at the bubbles in the glass. Sometimes I'll unwind with a nice glass of whiskey. Mmmmmm.
I got home yesterday and Mason said this to me: "Daddy, we have to buy some more beer, but you can have some whiskey. We have some whiskey, daddy. Mason and Jacob don't have any more beer for you, daddy." That's it. Word for word. I had to write it down immediately so I wouldn't forget. Drinking problem? I don't think so. Maybe I have a too-smart-kids problem instead.
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