A two-year-old sister is on a bus with a five-year-old son sitting in the opposite seat. He talks on the phone, at the same time digging in his bag and thinking about something completely different, like all the young cute blondes. The bus approaches the stop. The sister sees that now there will be a decent crowd of citizens who despise walking and have not saved money for personal transportation. Looking at her, she cried out to her son:
“Go sit on your arms!” the shutter is on her arms. But here the female "your-foreign" recognition sensor is turned on and she distracts herself from her "doings", turning her eyes on, as she thought, her son in her arms. There appears to be sitting a completely different boy never resembling her, but close to age. The boy smiled wide and just shone of happiness.

Boy, and who are you? A reasonable question from my sister.
I am Andrei! The young man answered, not ceasing to smile.

And next to her “in confusion” was her son, who just hadn’t yet come up with what to say. And so did not have time, because the mother, reading smart books on pedagogy, and then for a wise word in the pocket did not go, and transferring the look to the elderly son, gave: "Now you understood what is.
“Scrolling with a cloth?”