On the porch swing I asked him:
Pirate how are ya? I haven’t talked to you in a while.
I know. (sniff, sniff)
I’m sorry about that.
Mom, every time I need your help you’re working with the baby and dad is sleeping.
I’m sorry.
Or Lylario is gone and Grandpa and Papa don’t know how to do it.
Know how to do it?
Know how to do the Wii.
You need help with the Wii?
Yes. (sniff, sniff)
Poor guy.
He thinks I can actually help him on the Wii.