Hodor, Hodor, Hodor!

My son likes to be held and carried around the house. If my wife tries to stop and sit down because her back hurts, then he starts to cry. I told her that she needs to get moving, because he needs to be mobile. I told her that she’s Hodor from Game of Thrones, and her entire job is to carry him around wherever he wants. As long as she’s moving, he’s content. Hodor, Hodor, Hodor.