"Are you ready to go?" Cristopher asked his son who's tying his shoes.
Cooper looked up and brightly smiled. "Yes papa!"
Christopher rubbed Cooper's hair making it messy. Cooper pouted and tried to fix his hair.
"I just brushed my hair! Why do you have to do that?" Cooper grumbled. He stood up and glared at his father.
"I have to be tidy and decent when visiting Mama, I only visit her sometimes and it's not a good impression to have her seeing me look like a shaggy dog." he complained.
Cristopher laughed. "Your mother will not mind it even if you look like a wet dog. She loves you no matter what."
"But still." Cooper pressed.
"Fine fine. If you are done reprimanding your papa, then let's go out to your mother."
Cooper nodded. They went to the front of the house and waited for Norvyn to drive the car.
