Know your audience


So Stellan is playing with a teapot-shaped knick-knack he found on his grandmother’s table, making imaginary tea for his mom. As you do.

And after a bit he looks over at me and politely asks, “do you want some tea, daddy?”

“Oh, no thanks, I don’t really like tea,” I say, because I enjoy being difficult. “How about some coffee instead?”

“I don’t have any coffee,” he says, gravely, shaking his head.


“But I have some beer! Here you go!”