My parents came over one day and I said, "Gregory has armitis."
My dad looked at me with concern, "What is that? What's wrong with him?"
I smiled and said, "He wants to be held all the time in my arms."
My dad had a look of relief and I continued, "But it could just be that I have armitis, because I love to hold him."
How can I help it when he smiles at me like this?