Don’t try to tame me

We have new friends！

Action speaks louder than words

A shiP becomes our home

Dad’s words of wisdom

Dad is a three-star general

Dad can’t soy no to alcohol

After all，it’s still a book

Saved by a submorine

Don’t drive a submarine captain nuts

We are home

Son’s birthday party

Kids never lie

Dibs！

Son performs a magic trick

Distance makes vision dear

Dad faints at the sight of blood

Blood and tears

No more pets

A photographer can be a good painter too

A naked statue

Don’t fool me again，Son

The birds above strike back

I’llteach you a lesson in the museum

A chip off the ald block

Can’t live without the dog

What a chance to destroy my exercise books！

Dad is a bit drunk

Now，each has his own bike

Son is a dog trainer

A prompt reply

Don，t make fun of people

Magic is nothing but an illusion

Ijust want to play on the swing

The Dad and Son are punished

In a wax museum

Playing a trick on the rich

A wild circus shot

A Finnish sauna

Hit by a straight punch

We are inventing things

We find the secret of a magic trick

Son is the new juggler

A ahost likes to look cool

The Dad and Son love doing exercises

Dad，you hit the wrong guy

The Dad and Son in the flesh

We are everywhere！

So long，my friends！