Last night, I overhear David talking in the other room. He says:
"Okay, now here's the right way to pour beer...First, you tilt the glass to a 45 degree angle...That's right, good...Then, you pour the beer so it hits the middle of the glass, about half way down...yep, that's about half...then, you bring the glass up straight again and continue to pour...That's great! Good girl!"
I think he's talking to the cat again.
"...And that's how you pour a glass of beer, Edie"
Edie is two years old.
I peek around the corner just in time to see my youngest child sitting on her father's lap, beaming as if she has just aced the Mensa exam and holding an empty beer bottle. David is sipping a large glass with a thick, foamy head. He looks pleased with himself.
He sees me, turns back to Edie and says, "You're Australian. You have to know how to pour a proper glass of beer."