They don't know what's going on. It must be awful disconcerting for their delicate little psyches. I wanted to make them go away. He was in the kitchen sitting in his high chair. My wife stopped me just before I ran into the room wearing a Frankenstein mask holding a blown up paper bag that I was going to pop after I sprung out at him.
Nothing gets rid of a nasty case of hiccups like a good scare.
I'm not complaining mind you. I don't denounce Father's Day. In fact, I'm looking forward to it. I do not mess with. I guess, ultimately, I don't really care if I deserve it.