Life is good. After the rumbling, you married Jean, and you two bought a house together. Progressing in your relationship, you got pregnant.

After nine long months, you gave birth to a beautiful boy/girl (the choice is yours). Jean, to say the least, was ecstatic to be a father.

The baby is now six months old, and they're at the stage where they just babble. You were in the kitchen, cleaning some dishes, when you heard something interesting coming from the living room.

"Huh, that's a very compelling argument," You could hear Jean say, and the sound of your baby babbling incoherently. You peeked your head around the corner, watching the situation unfold.