Ron had a physical this morning and last night at the dinner table I told him that the nurse practitioner (female) would be giving him the exam instead of the doctor (male). "I'm not so sure I want a woman to give me the physical. You know, the cough." Hubby pipes up that he would rather have a woman do it than a man. I immediately laughed and then caught the look on my sons' faces - shock that their father said it, amazement that I laughed, transcended by the excitement of the thought of a woman... I figured I better relieve the tension, so I shot back at Steve, "Only if she was a battle-ax." Both boys burst out in laughter totally unwarranted by the remark.
Oh, Ron grew five inches and gained 40 pounds in one year.