What is the experience of having funny parents in your life?

When I first learned to run, I couldn't stop every day, screaming and running like a stumbling wind. Biagi fell, got up, patted his ass and continued to run. After running, my mother bought me a lot of toy balls, glowing bouncy balls, soft balls and colorful football ... I was so happy to run around with my little head dangling and pat the ball everywhere every day. And my mother's greatest pleasure is to call me to her side and say to me, "Baby, will you show your mother your toy ball?" I put the ball in my mother's hand. Then my mother picked up the ball, a standard labor-saving action, and threw it far away with a swish, so I went out to pick it up with a whoosh. Sweating to pick up the ball, my mother will say to me, "Baby, will you show your toy ball to my mother?" Sweating to pick up the ball, my mother will say to me, "Baby, will you show your toy ball to my mother?" Passerby perspective: