Casey, I have a bone to pick with you.

What's that? What I do?

So on Saturday, as you know, we had a birthday party at our house.

Wonderful birthday party.

My son.

Yeah.

And it was also a housewarming party.

Housewarming party.

And you and your boyfriend came.

Lovely to see you there.

Thanks for coming.

But you brought him this present. We specifically said no presents.

You did say that. And you brought in this present that was called the Dino Truck.

Yes. And here's why. Because I know that your son loves trucks. And I thought, what is the best kind of truck I could think of? And that would be a truck that was also a dinosaur that was full of dinosaurs. And so that's what I got him.

Yes. It's very like, pimp my ride coded because it has, it's a dinosaur truck that contains

within it 12 other dinosaur trucks. That's right. And you sort of like assemble it all together.

But my son has not stopped playing with it. He absolutely loves it. And as a result, about twice a day,

I now step on a very painful dino truck that has been left somewhere on my house. So,

oh no. He's loving it. I am not. I mean, when I think it was the best kind of gift I could get

from the Roos family, it is something that your son enjoys and that causes you physical pain.

So I think that was a slay.

Mission accomplished.

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