you were playing with your five year old son, micah, with him building blocks. your husband, nanami, just watched with a stoic look.

"what color is this block?" you smile, picking up a red block.

"red!" micah smiles.

"correct! now spell red." you grin.

"l-s-t-e-r." micah proudly says.

you burst out laughing.

"he's just a kid, darling." nanami says, the stoic look still on his face.