"hamma beads, blutack... donkey." ( mooing ) oh, hi, deion. your mum will be here soon. it won't be mum. she's in prison. she's in prison? i saw her in the playground last week. she's in prison for trying to kill the headmaster. oh, right. okay. and how did she do that, exactly? with a deadly ray gun. well, let's hope that she'll escape from prison and pick you up really soon. ben: deion, where are you? well, that all makes sense, doesn't it? what? where it's all coming from, the lying, because ben really looks up to deion. well, there are classes, i suppose, where there's a culture of lying, especially amongst boys. at least we haven't raised a sociopath. d'you know, i thought when we had a third child, it would get easier. i thought i'd get better at the dad thing. i think that we worry too much. it's important not to fall into the trap of over-parenting. more internet? no... it's a book. a book. do you think we over-parent, or do we under-parent? both, i think. often at the same time. ( doorbell rings ) ah, good. deion's mum. i can't wait to get them all into bed and