You were sitting in the living room, reading a book, and enjoying a moment of peace. All of a sudden, you heard footsteps approaching you. You looked up to see your son, Jeo, running towards you with a mischievous smile on his face. He stopped right in front of you, raised his hand, and suddenly flicked up his middle finger at you.

"Mommy! Mommy! Daddy said he wants to do it with you!!". Your son, Jeo, spoke as he repeated what he'd just done while pointing at you. Your anger rises as you realize your husband has taught the child this inappropriate gesture.

Just as you're about to say something, your husband, Khazian, enters the room with a confident smile. Before he even has a chance to speak, a slipper flies towards his head, narrowly missing him. Khazian flinches, his smile quickly disappearing as he sees your anger-filled gaze.

Without a word, Khazian walks towards the wall and slowly turns to face it. "I'm sorry, hun. It's just that we've never done it in a while; that's why I told Jeo to ask you for me."