Kavin and I visit a medicine shop.
Kavin (pulling a pack out of the display): What is a condom?
Me: Kavin can we talk about that once I'm done buying this BP machine.
Kavin: Is it candy?
Me: No.
Kavin: It must be. It comes in strawberry and chocolate flavours.
Me: Can we finish up here first?
I give up on haggling, coz I've lost my upset bargaining face thanks to his questions. Once outside, I give him the usual knowledge about condoms.
Kavin (unfazed): That does not explain the flavours.
Me: Look I'm not an expert on condoms. I've never had to use them much. So I don't know.
Moral: To a kid, anything with strawberry flavouring is food. If your parent tells you otherwise, they're just trying to cheat you out of a new kind of candy.
Kavin (pulling a pack out of the display): What is a condom?
Me: Kavin can we talk about that once I'm done buying this BP machine.
Kavin: Is it candy?
Me: No.
Kavin: It must be. It comes in strawberry and chocolate flavours.
Me: Can we finish up here first?
I give up on haggling, coz I've lost my upset bargaining face thanks to his questions. Once outside, I give him the usual knowledge about condoms.
Kavin (unfazed): That does not explain the flavours.
Me: Look I'm not an expert on condoms. I've never had to use them much. So I don't know.
Moral: To a kid, anything with strawberry flavouring is food. If your parent tells you otherwise, they're just trying to cheat you out of a new kind of candy.