Coming downstairs and sitting at the table
Robert : Mom. Breakfast smells so great. what is it?
Mom : It's waffles. just like you wanted.
Robert : Thanks mom you're the best.
Mom : yes, but only when i make what you want to eat
Robert : Mom. you know that's not true.
Mom : I know. i was only joking. i also made you some sausage and orange juice
Robert : Perfect. how did you know sausage and waffles were my favorite?
Mom : Robert. I'm your mother. I know everything about you.
Robert : Not everything.
Mom : Oh, really. What don't I know?
Robert : Well, you don't know I'm on the basketball team at school.
Mom : the what?
Robert : the basketball team. I'm on the team and I'm playing forward
Mom : does your father know about this?
Robert : No, and he doesn't have to know. if you don't tell him....
Mom : Robert. you know i have to tell him. He's your father
Robert : yeah, but Mom, you know he won't understand
Mom : yes, he will. you just have to explain it to him
Robert : no, he won't. He just wants me to study. He doesn't like sports at all
Mom : Yes he does. He plays golf.
Robert : Mom. Golf is not a sports. It's a game for old people.
Mom : Be careful. I play golf, too.
Robert : I know. I just mean it's not a sports like basketball.
Mom : Oh, here comes your father now. we'll tell him.
Robert : do we have to?
Mom : Yes.
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