The Treadway's

At this time I will share a conversation exchanged between Papa and myself at the dinner table this evening.

Papaw: "Addy hun ain't you gonna eat?"
Addy: "No Papa I'm ok. I already ate."
Papaw: "Whatsa matter? You afraid you gonna get fat?"
Addy: "You mean fatter?"
Mom: "Addy you want him to measure your waistline?"
Addy: "No I'm not pregnant. I don't have an excuse."
Papaw: "No yours is just fat."

Addy: "What Papa?"
Papaw: (smiling) Yours is just fat!"

Teresa suggested getting a tape measure, and Papa was happy to oblige the location of several.

Papaw: "I'd say about 38. 40."

I got the tape measure. Timmy measured my waist line.

Timmy: (surprised) It's 39!

The end!

P.S. There are no longer tape measures at Papaw's.