[I walk into the room, where mamasan is making dramatic, slow-motion sweeping movements as she walks towards the kitchen table]

Me (thinking): Sure, why not? [I start moving in slow motion with overly-exaggerated movements]

Grandboy: Gwumpa we’re SLOTHS! We all SLOTHS in HERE

Me (speaking in low, drawn-out speech): OOOOkayyyy O nooooo I’mmmm falllll [pretends to fall in slow motion]

Calvin and Hobbes never had it so good