But his mother, on the other hand, is from South Dallas and she doesn't process things well sometimes when something's happening.

You know, it takes her a minute to get it under control, but she goes with anger first.

And we are at the pool, the natatorium is where the children are swimming, you know, training, and Hassan is in the pool.

She's looking at her phone and she notices that somebody has been watching porn on her phone, so she thinks.

She says loud, "Who the hell been watching porn on my phone?"

We're in a natatorium, a pool area, and it echoes "porn, porn, porn, porn," bouncing off all the walls.

And I said, 'Why are you looking at me? I got a phone for that. I don't need your phone to watch porn. I don't need your phone. Why are you looking at me?"

So she notices at the further investigation, it's actually not on her phone.

It's on an iPad.

Hassan's iPad is connected to her phone.

He does not know that.

And she says, "Hassan's iPad. He's been watching porn."

Now, she's mad. I'm not mad.

Not yet. I need to find out some more information.

I said, "What kind of porn? Is it regular porn or it's some bullshit?"

She says, "It's regular porn."

I say, "Oh, ok. I'm not involved in this no more. I'm go."

She is pissed.

Now, you know, when you swim every three strokes, you gotta turn and breathe, every three stroke, turn and breathe.

She can't wait till the boy get out the pool to discuss it.

She's so South Dallas. She's going down the pool with him and every time Hassan turns, all he sees is "I'ma beat your ass. I'ma beat your ass. I'ma beat your ass."

And you can tell that my son is confused.

Hassan's face is like this. He's confuesed.

He gets out the pool, and he knows something because he's walking slow, then baby-steps in.

And I'm like, "Let me talk to the boy. I'm cool. Let me talk to him."

"No, he's been watching goddamn 64 porns."

I say, "Wait, you didn't tell me 64 porns. The boy's been up all night. He must be tired."

64?

So, I'ma go talk to Hassan.

I say, "Hey, hey, hey, hey, come here, man, come here.

Hassan. You are 10 years old. Why in the hell are you watching porn?"

My son is honest. He's an honest boy.

Hassan says in my face, eye to eye, he says, "I like big booties, Daddy."

I've been a parent for a long time.

I know I cannot break at this point.

Even though in my mind this is what's going on.

It runs in the family, it runs in the family. It's in the blood line.

But what comes out is the father thing. "Hassan, I don't care that you like big booties, son. You can't be watching all this porn all night."

Now, I told y'all, I'm an embarrasser.

I'm calling my brother, his uncle. Call him on my truck.

As soon as he answer, I say, "Hey, man, you need to talk to your nephew because he's around here watching porn."

My brother, first thing he asks, "What kind of porn? Regular porn or some bullshit?"

I say, "Man, regular porn."

Now my brother, he's like, he knows better than to go in right then.

You know, he says, "Well, shit, let me say something to him."

"Hassan, man, what is wrong with you? You're around here watching porn?

You're 10 years old? Why are you watching porn? Hassan!"

I say, "Tell him, Hassan, tell him what you told me."

Hassan says to his uncle, "I like big booties, Uncle."

Now my brother doesn't have children.

My brother doesn't know not to break, he doesn't know not to break.

Hasan says he likes them big booties.

My brother said, "Well, shit, what am I gonna do about that? That runs in the family. I like it too, Hassan."