A deep evening. He came home. The children are asleep, the wife behind the compass. and Dinner. My son is 2.5 years old. I saw him, I said:
Why don’t we sleep?
Silence goes on to the neighbor’s taboo
Dad, I don’t want to sleep! I am tired of sleeping!
“Son, let’s talk to you about this in 20 years?

by kemerov4anin