"He's your dad, and for me, he's just Sasha!"





Yesterday on the bus caught a curious dialogue between a mother and her young son about five years old. The kid took her phone and played toys. Mom's angry, trying to get her cell phone back. And then the bell rings, and the son obediently hands out the phone saying:

- Mom, you got a call.

- Yeah, okay, got it. All right, Sasha, kiss.

- Why did you say, "Sash, kiss"?

- I can't say "dad."

- Why?!

- He's your dad, and I'm just Sasha.

- Mom, but Dad's name is Lyosha!

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