5.45 p.m. in a restaurant in Venice with their father
Big boy: “Hi mom, how are you?”
Me: “Fine. Thanks. How about you?”
Big boy: “Fine. Mom, can you give me the permission for some apps. I want to play some games on my iPod?”
Me: “Hmmm… you want to play…”
Big boy: “You know: I need to download these games.”
Me: “Hmmm… where are you at the moment?”
Big boy: “In a restaurant. Do you give me the permission?”
Me: “Hmmm… How is the hotel in Venice?”
Big boy: “It’s okay. Mom, will you do it now?”
Me: “Hmmm…”
Big boy: “If you do it now, I’ll call you again tonight.”
Me: “Hmmm… Can I talk to your brother?”
Big boy: “Okay…”
Little boy: “Hi mom. How are you?”
Me: “Fine and you?”
Little boy: “Okay. Mom, you have to give the permission to B.”
Me: “Hmmm… and if I don’t want?”
Little boy: “I pass you again B.”
Big boy: “Yes or no?”
Me: “No.”
Big boy: “You are so mean, mom! I’ll hang up…”
P.S. Thanks to the father for the picture.