There's a problem with our nursery. I locked up the nursery, but the kids broke into it last night.  I let them stay in it to form the patterns for you to see.
AAAAHHHH!!
What seems to be the problem, George?
I wish I knew what it was, David. But I haven't been able to figure it out.
I tried to start the initial discussions, but the children begged and pleaded with me to leave it alone.
One of the original uses for this room was that we could study the mental patterns of children. Unfortunately, this room has become a epicenter for destructive thoughts.
Ditto. It certainly doesn't feel good. The only advice that I would give is to have this room torn down at once.
I sense that you've spoiled your kids too much.
Exactly! Where there was a Santa Claus, there is now a Scrooge. Children like a Santa Claus. You've let this room replace both you and your wife. This room is now their mother and father.
I think I know what I have to do.
I think this started when I wouldn't let them go to New York on that rocket. I have also taken away a few machines from them and have even locked the nursery up for a few days until they did their homework. 
Don't turn off the nursery, Dad. Don't turn if off!
NO! Absolutely not! Pack your bags, we're going on a vacation. NOW!
Just for a few minutes George...
SLAM!
Mom, Dad, those lions look awfully hungry.... Hehehe!
Where are the kids? We have to leave.
We're locked in! Peter, Wendy!
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