Overheard at the Dinner Table

While I love taking the time to write my usual 2 to 3 paragraph posts, the additional person in this house, though small, has made using the computer beyond a few minutes at a time rather difficult these days. I feel like I've let so many questions and comments slip by that would normally appear here. So, here is my first of probably many short yet thought-provoking "overheard at the dinner table" (actually it's a dinner counter at our house) posts:

Mom, why do grandpas and grandmas seem to have skin that is too big for their bones? Mine is tanner than my grandpa's, and it seems to fit me a lot better.