Smaller versions of fun

The great thing about having a seven-year-old is the weird and wonderful things he sometimes blurts, ponders, and expounds upon. For example:

The son (C) was weighing himself (I'm surprised it registered!) last night. He and his daddy figured out what the numbers meant, then C asked his daddy how much he weighed. My husband, who has put on a couple pounds this last year because of stress, said, "Too much, I know that." (He is very not happy with his lack of motivation to get back into conditioning.) C was curious: "You might blow it up?"

I'm afraid my shouts of laughter from the other room were not very subtle...