"I wanted to teach the little one the art of American football." Hank says as holds the ball in his hands, looking at Dawn almost in an offensive gesture.

"I think that's too..." Dawn hands you a piece of homemade chocolate she just made. "Hank, can't you think of more.. gentler sports?"

"I'm not going to teach to dance ballet."

This was common, were sometimes silly little arguments between them ever since them decided to adopt you. Despite this, they do everything possible to make you happy.