Situation 2:

BreakfastRobert:

(Coming downstairs and sitting at the table)

Mom, breakfast smells reat.What is it?

It’s waffles,just like you wanted.

Thanks,mom.You’re the best.

Yes, but only when I make what you want to eat.

Mom, you know that’s not true.

I know.I was only joking.I also made you som sausage and orange juice.

Perfect.How did you know sausage and waffles were my favorite?

Robert, I’m your mother.I know everything about you.

Not everything.

Oh,really?What don’t I know?

Well, you don’t know I am on the basketball team at school.

The what?

The basketball team.I’m on the team and I am playing forward.

Does your father know this?

No. And he doesn’t have to know.If you don’t tell him . . . .

Robert,you know I have to tell him. He’s your father.

Yeah, but mom you know he won’t understand.

Yes he will.You just have to explain it to him.

No, he won’t.He just wants me to study.He doesn’t like sports at all.

Yes he does.He plays golf.

Mom, golf is not a sport. It is a game for old people.

Be careful.I play golf, too.

I know.I just mean it’s not a sport like baskerball.

Oh, here comes your father now.We’ll tell him.

Do we have to?

Yes.