While my mom and Flavia compete at tennis and watch the Daily Show under a blanket and mix each other cocktails while comparing potato chip and salsa brands — I’m always a little more concerned that maybe my dad is weirded out that I’m with a woman, and maybe Flavia is just weirded out by him generally.

But today we were driving by ourselves, and my father commented, “Flavia’s a phenomenon, isn’t she?” and I realized I had just been worrying again for nothing.