We made a believer out of him

The Dad is leaving today, and much too soon, might I add. However, I can assure you that this visit was much more profitable and productive than the last one, due in part to one, singular experience:

We exposed him to the wonder that is Pirate's Booty. He is a big label reader, and after reading the back of the package he asked, "Do you know what fan's of Pirate's Booty are called? Booty Heads!" The rest of the weekend seemed to revolve around this miraculous, puffed rice and corn snack. There is Veggie Booty and Caramelized Pirate's Booty, to name two other variations on a theme.

The apple does not fall far from the tree.