How old are your kids?

Four and two and a half.

They lived,

they survived.

I was like,

if I can get them to two and a half,

I don't have to worry about them,

like, suddenly getting, like, dying at night.

I don't know about you guys, but I'm always, like, check their breathing.

I got to, like, poke my head in to make sure they're still there.

And every time I hear, like, the door open, I'm like, did the kids just run outside?

Yeah.

And now it's like, okay.

We're doing the movie that's coming where all the children just like sprint outside.

It's the way they run that freaks the shit out of me.

Because they're not just running.

Their arms are out.

Like they're trying to get fucking swept away by the wind or some shit.

And I'm going to watch it.

I don't give a fuck.

Yeah.

It's freaky.

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