So I guess now that the little scamp is babbling away and mimicking mine and the wife’s every move, I guess I have to be more vigilant regarding what I say, do and watch.
Otherwise he’s going to think Apes are our rightful leaders, aliens in tights and capes are amongst us and the only way to survive a nuclear attack is hiding in a fridge… no, scrap that last part… there’s no chance my son will be allowed to watch Kingdom of the Crystal Skull.