Chris: I swear if you keep this up mate, I'll let the mail man get you!

Max: *sticks tongue out* That doesn't work anymore old man! *runs upstairs to his room*

Chris: *groans and rubs his forehead* Lord help me.

Alex: *laughs*

Chris: Shut up Alexander. *rubs his face*

Alex: *teasing smile* Aww dad~ You know no one can control him.

Chris: *smiles a bit* True.

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