One evening my 3 year Rayaansh was sitting on the sofa. Day dreaming and eating grapes while I was sipping tea by the dinner table. The door bell rang. Me “ Rayaansh, can you get the door please”. I knew it was the baby sitter, who had gone down to buy something. Rayaansh nods no. Me, this time little firm “ Rayaansh, cmon please open the door”. Rayaansh “No, you go”. Me, “ I am having tea and you are done eating your grapes. Please open it. Someone is waiting.” Rayaansh, “ Someone can wait. I will not open” I was transported back to decades when the exact same conversation took place between my brother and me. We decided then that the person at the door can wait as neither would budge. It was dad who went all mental ringing the door bell and gave us both a good dressing down for it. P.S. – Both the time I relented and opened the door