My mom was trying to get Wyatt to eat, while my 18 year old nephew, who is 6'5" and pretty husky, stood behind him.
My mom asked "Wyatt, don't you want to be big and strong like Mick when you grow up?"
Wyatt looked up at Mick towering over him, pondered for a second, then hung his head and said "I give up."
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