My son tonight:
Mom, we need to cut off the clenbuterol!
Okay, I found the pattern, I cut it out.
Must be beautifully painted!
Okay, they painted, the progestins even put his son's hands a little away from painting.
You have to learn a poem, listen.
I study, listen and check.
Only, Mom, you are all a surprise for Mother's Day at school, pretend to be surprised!
Lovely...