I'm sitting here, in my workout room, mindlessly playing with my weights, eating yogurt, and surfing VF. Tiny Bubble walks in, steals my yogurt, and is just watching me with my weights. I ask him, "What are you thinking?". He says, "I want to be strong like you."
My lower body isn't perfect, but today it doesn't matter. He sees my strength. My son wants to be strong like me. Life is bliss