Cautions from children

One day at the afternoon, Fia came to me and told me her story after school time that day.
It was a rainy day, Mum.
Om Slamet picked me up with with an umbrella.
At the back, it was Raymond with his mum.
Then I heard his saying, here's the beautiful. His mum was smiling.
Fia was smiling bashfuly when she finished the story.
On the other night, I asked her to tell her dad the story. We looked each other.
Isn't it a bel that our daughter has spread out her beauty just at her firs level at primary? Hmmm...wait till she grown up! Be careful of your daughter, Mum, Dad!

Last night, it came to Yosua and myself a pen and few papers to draw on.
He drawed a child who played a kite.

Mum...mum...his father ruins the kite
Moreover, he burns it!
Then his mum buys antoher kite for him.
Yosua finished his story.

Why did his father so mean? Dad asked to him.
Yosua didn't asnwer.

Was it because you are afraid when Dad is angry?
Yes...we're frightened when you get angry, Dad! Fia and Yosua expressed their feeling eagerly.

Who else is frighted when I get angry, raise your hand!
Dad said.
Three of us raised our hands.

From now on, I promised I wont get angry explosively anymore! Dad promised.

Then we all smiled.