One cold rainy night, a father stepped out of his house to go down to a spot where he normally takes some shots of herbs mixed with illicit gin (combined). There was a lot of flood and a cold wind blowing hard. After the father had walked about a block, he heard a voice saying, Daddy!!! Daddy!!! He turned and saw his little boy following him, his little cloth wrapped around him. "What are you doing here? asked the father as his little boy approached. "I am following your footsteps, Daddy, said the boy as he continued towards his father, trying his best to take the big steps his father had made. Parents must be careful where the tracks lead, for there are those who may be watching them.