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Bedtime

Mama, whas dat fweakin?

The glider.

No! Whas dat fweakin?

The glider.

NO! Whas dat fweakin?

You mean, why is it squeaking?

Yeeeeeaaaah.

I guess becuase it's old.

No.

Oh, well then why is it squeaking?

Becaaaause ... it's ... dirty.

Oh. Why is it dirty?

Becuase it got dirt on it. Got mulch on it.

Oh, so it's squeaking becuase it got dirt on it? Got mulch on it?

No.

Well then, why is it squeaking?

Because it's old.

Bird

Mam! Mam! Mam!

Yes, Eli?

Mam, a bird!

Where?

A bird!

Where?

A bird!

Where?

You...I...You... I see it with my ears!

Fatherly

Honey, you can't always do it for him when the game gets tricky. You have to let him play the Paper Mario game and try to figure it out.

Right. I know, babe.

So you have to let him figure out the clues.

I got it, babe.

Jackson: Yay, daddy! You got the dragon!

Eric, give him back the controller and let him try to figure it out.

One sec, hon...

He has to learn!

Not on my watch!