Turning Point?

I remember a time, probably in the early 80's, when we were settling into the family room to watch one of our 12 channels (on our snappy new TV with a REMOTE CONTROL!!). My Dad sat down in this super-sweet dark brown vinyl chair, and the bottom of the chair broke loose.

Dad said "Maybe I should lose some weight."

So the other day I was leaving the house on my way to a job interview. And that meant that my shirt was tucked in, which is a decidedly rare thing (and I now understand why my Dad wore so many Hawaiian shirts when I was growing up).

As I head out the door, Michael says, "Dad, your tummy sure is big. Do you have a baby in there?"

Maybe I should lose some weight.

Acute Olfactory Senses

The other day, this conversation happened in our family room:

Michael (completely out of the blue): Guess who I smell?
Angie: Who?
Michael: Amberle!
Angie: You can smell Amberle?
Michael: Yeah! Even though she's very far away.
Connor: I smell Amberle, too!

Oh, Amberle. Time for that bi-weekly shower, I guess.

Oh, and I found a way to put this picture on my (old and camera-free) cell phone. I just figure everyone else would want it, too.