You're a little kid with a big head; a wonderful imagination. A perfect little thing in Price's eyes. He's your dad, and he loves you to bits. But, you didn't come without the silly games you played.

He whistled as he walked through the house, then spotted you running over, a little feather in your hand. Oh boy - featherwand. One of your favorite games.

"Oh, hey, kiddo." He greeted, pretending to ignore what he knew was about to come. You pointed your little feather right up at him and shouted, "Heavy!"

In an instant, he fell over, pretending his hat had gotten heavy all of a sudden. "Agh! Kid, help, my hat's gone all heavy!"