Candies...

My girlfriend and I went to a restaurant, and our children, two girls of five and six, were left in the care of my parents, who gladly agreed to sit with the children while we were having fun. My dad decided to feed them after long games with the children - this is the most important, he believes, in the process of raising children.

The girls sat down to eat. My daughter Nastya leaned toward her friend and in a loud whisper said in her ear: "Eat! How to eat, Petya (as she calls my dad instead of the traditional "grandfather") then she will give us three candies. On which the second girl, her name is Masha, with a serious look said: "And I do not want candy."

Nastyusha almost dropped the spoon on the floor by surprise, turned to Masha, gazed at her with her surprised eyes as if she were the prosecutor at the interrogation and asked:

• Do you have a mantu or something? !!!

• No.

• Do you have allergies? Are you covering the spots?

• No ... I just do not like sweets ...

• Okay. Then, Petya, give me three of my sweets and three Mashinyh, since she does not want to, okay ?!

Grandpa laughed and said that after six sweets, some people would stick together and give only three. In the evening the daughter told me: "Mom, you know, Masha is some strange girl. She does not like sweets. " To which I replied: "You know, as a child I also did not like sweets at all, and now I am happy to burst, already bursting behind my ears.")))