So my son and I recently stayed with my parents for a couple of weeks (that’s its own story).
One day, grandma put on Cars for my son (his favourite), but it was an unfamiliar TV and she had trouble getting the volume to work.
No matter – he’s a happy little guy and was perfectly content watching it without any sound (he’s seen it 145,892 times so I’m sure following along with the plot was not a serious hurdle).
So the next morning, he asked papa if he could put Cars on for him.
“Papa, I can watch Cars?”
“You can make it with sound?”
“Yep, sound is on.”
“Oh, gramma gonna be SO proud of you.”