Vian is having lunch. I’m still making a plate for myself. He requests some water, so brought him a cup of water. Vian: Appa, this is too watery. Me: I’m glad to hear that Vian. The water is supposed to be watery. Vian: No appa, I can’t drink it. Me: Why not? Vian: Because it is too watery. I walked over to him to check it out. He was complaining because I filled the water to the brim and he couldn’t drink out of it.
