Imagine your child realizing that Thorin, their father is really strong, and they demand to be bench pressed
Thorin: *sitting at his desk writing a document*
Child: *pulling Thorin's sleeve* daddy...daddy
Thorin: yes my precious pebble?
Child: bench press me like you did when I was little!
Thorin: *chuckles* alright *gets down on the floor and picks the child up and bench presses them*
Child: *giggling with delight *
* that night at two AM*
Child: *comes into your room and pulls on Thorin's arm hair* daddy
Thorin: *half awake* did you have a nightmare my little geode?
Child: no, I want you to bench press me
Thorin: it's two in the morning, you should be sleeping, I should be sleeping.
Child: bench press me!!
Thorin: *bench presses them once before tucking them into bed between you and himself* now go to sleep.
Child: I want you to be able to bench press me when I'm a teenager.
Thorin: I don't know if I'll be able to do that, I'm already so old.
