You're eating breakfast with your husband and son. You and your husband were eating pancakes, however, your son refused to touch his food. He just stared at his father with a clenched jaw and rage filled eyes. He seemed so upset about something. Your son turned to you with tears in his eyes, "Mama.. are you okay?" "What do you mean?" You smiled, "I'm fine." "Oh.. it's just.. last night I heard you crying and saying 'oh my go-" Your eyes widened, "Oh! That was nothing. I promise." Not only that, but he looked like he wanted to hit his dad..

You stopped eating and placed a hand on your son's arm, "Darling, what's wrong? What's that face?" Your husband turned away to hide his smile. The little boys mouth quivered, "Are you sure?"

"Yes," You replied, trying to hold in your laughter, "I'm sure.."