On one occasion my sister had a pot luck with several friends and family. Christopher was about six. I thought I had everything he liked on his plate. While walking back to sit down I looked around and Christopher was not behind me. He was back at the food table.
As I approached the table I could see my brother was speaking sternly to Christopher. He was correcting Christopher for using a bad word. My brother told me what was said.
It was a misunderstanding. After laughing, which my brother did not appreciate, I looked at Christopher and explained we ask for a knife and fork. In case you missed it by brother thought Christopher asked for a 'f*****g knife.
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