Welcome to the Caillou The Grownup dimension!

Caillou: pestering his “Daddy”, or Boris.

Boris: puts his newspaper down and facepalms while sighing Caillou, you’re 22 years old, sigh can you stop calling me “Daddy?” clearly annoyed as I grab a bottle of scotch*

Caillou: But Daddy, I love you!…

Doris: doing some stuff upstairs