Little boy, about 3 or 4 years old, sitting with his dad, continuously asking about his “coffee” — when can I get my coffee, how big will my coffee be, are you getting coffee too, Daddy, etc. Finally, he gets his “coffee,” and calms down enough to announce, “You don’t talk to strangers, Daddy.”
Dad agrees. “That’s right.”
“And you don’t talk to ladies, either.”
Dad sips his coffee in silence.
So I’m seriously considering, once I’m retired, taking Spike down to the bookstore and reading him there, because I want to overhear things like this. So precious!
I know. The kid was so cute. Quite in earnest about it.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Poor Dad. I love how unselfconscious kids can be about stuff like that.