Dad and I were having a talk the other day about elbows and knees and how I’ve got both of them and where they are and stuff like that. Today I explained about elbows to Mom while Dad was gone. He apparently thought this was very cool when he got back.

I also told my Dad to cut the string on my balloon, something he didn’t quite understand at first because, well, his French isn’t as good as mine. For some reason Dad thought this was totally cool too.

Conclusion: Dad’s weird.