When You Reap What You Sow

Funny how it comes back to bite you. A friend of mine (before having children) was a merciless teaser of other people – delighting in their embarrasment. Well, he reaped what he’d sown one day when he was standing on a crowded train platform with his 4 year old son.

In the kind of clear and loud voice that cuts through urban noise, his son looked up at him and said (with a perplexed expression):

“You’re not my Dad!”

The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, Dom.

(Imagine the looks he got for that one.)