I think this picture is hilarious.
And this picture perfectly encapsulates my relationship with my parents.
There I am running away creating mischief. Mummy is scolding me. Daddy is calm and cool. He scolded us every now and then, but I can't remember a time he ever did it in public. I actually feel bad for Mummy because Daddy frequently (but unintentionally) made her the "bad guy". He was the Yin to her Yang.