My son told tales on me 2 nights ago.
We were playing in the room after dinner, just before bed time. Mummy was outside the room making milk for the children while I was watching over them. One thing led to another, and I ended up playing with them having a whale of a time with both children laughing and then ended up perspering.
Daddy : Ok, better stop playing already. Otherwise Mummy may scold me for playing with you until you perspire.
Caleb : But I perspire already.
Daddy : Oh.
Caleb (with a straight face) : I go tell Mummy now. (And he went out to Mummy).
Mummy came back later to tell me of their conversation.
Caleb : Mummy, you know, Daddy play with Caleb and Sarah so rough.
Mummy : So?
Caleb : So you scold him...
Mummy : But I heard you laughing, so you must enjoying yourself. So you tell him not to play so rough if you don't like it.
So he came back to the room and the first thing I said to him when he came in was...
Daddy : Tell Tales!
Caleb : Don't talk nonsense!
Yah, that's Caleb at 3 1/2 years old, not only telling tales on his daddy, some more 恶人先告状. Better watch my back and what I say next time :)
