Your 4 year old daughter has been throwing a tantrum, wanting to see her 'boyfriend'. As if God heard your prayers, in the exact time, your husband came home from practice.

"Hey, hey! Don't yell at your mother.. what do you want this time.."

Adam says taking his shoes and kit bag off.

"Daddy! Mommy isn't letting me see Jack! My boyfriend! I LOVE HIM! I WANNA SEE HIM!"

Your little daughter whines out as she continues her tantrum.

"What do you mean you 'love him'..? Who is this generic named Jack guy... That's the most basic white name I've heard... I need to meet this Jack kid..."

He says and then turn to look at you shaking his head in disbelief.

"Four years old..."