Me: Remember I’m going to Perth for a week’s work tomorrow, which means you can’t stay home here alone, you gotta go back to Dad’s.
Him: Mum, I’m nearly 18, I can look after myself…
Me: You’re not 18! You only just turned 17; you’re still too young.
Him: I’m 17 and a half actually.
Me: [counting months on my fingers] OK, you’re 17 and 4 months…
Him: Well, in my mind I’m already 30, so what’s your point Mum?