Conversations With Noah - Olympic Ping Pong

I can't seem to get motivated to write about anything else, so I figure I'll write about some of the cool conversations I have with my son.

Yesterday I was watching the Olympics on TV, and Noah walked in. The following coversation followed.

Noah: Cool! Ping Pong.
Me: Yeah, it's the Olympics.

And then in a completely incredulous voice:
Noah: They have Ping Pong in the Olympics?
Me: Yep. They call it Table Tennis though.

There was a long pause where Noah stared at the TV like he was watching a flying saucer land or something.
Noah: They sweat playing Ping Pong? I mean come on. All you have to do is stand there and swing your arm back and forth..

So there you have it. I tried to explain that when they play it it's harder than he realizes and they do move around a lot, but I'm afraid it didn't really change his opinion much. Noah's just not impressed with Olympic Table Tennis.