A few days ago, my seven-year-old son and I were on hole ten during 18 holes of disc golf. I said "I've still got a shot at a four, here." He said "I can't get a four. I can't even get an aft."
Woah. I was So Proud. My son, the Bad Punner. At such an Early Age. A Pun Prodigy.
How fun is that?