Friday, March 4, 2011
This afternoon, after school, before he went for his Sakamoto Math lesson, my son told me that he'd like to go to the nearby convenience store after the lesson, to buy something out of his own money.
I asked, what do you want to buy? He said, something. I got suspicious and asked further more.
He answered, snack and asked me back, why I kept asking. I said, I have to know whatever he want to buy, because I'm his mom, he's my responsibility, what happened if, God forbid, he turned out buying drugs?
He lightly said, " First, I'm not that self-torturing person. Second, that store doesn't sell any. Third, I don't have enough money for that."
True, so I said ok.