Like Father, Like Child...

While sitting at lunch discussing excercises (as I'm trying to lose the twins I've been carrying this year), my wife and I have the following discussion:

Me: I'm liking those excercises where you do crunches on the ball...
Wife: Oooh, yeah, I like those a lot; you can't cheat at them...
Me: Sure you can; I'm very good at it.


And while talking to the oldest about meeting some friends at a different house:

Me: So how do you know where to go?
Oldest: It's the house that has the truck with the different state license plate.
Me: What are you going to do if the truck isn't there?
Oldest: Then I'm in trouble I guess; good thing it's always there...

Yep, that's my child...