me on the phone to the small one: Whey! there are ants in the car!
innocent: Why are there ants in the car?
me: Because you drop food in the car so they decided to eat them!
guilty: orh.
me: So how? how are we going to get home with ants in the car to bite us when I pick you up?
activating his brains: Let me think!
me: Okay
*pause*
( me thinks... don't eat in the car , don't drop food in the car, kill the ants? ... )
the boy: I know! *SHOUTING* AH GONG!!! YOU NEED TO SEND ME AND MUMMY BACK HOME LATER! WE GOT ANTS IN OUR CAR!!!!!
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