Christmas morning the kids woke up and had to wait until daddy got home from work to start opening presents. Gordon's brother Brad is here for the holidays all the way from Chicago. We sat around and talked about all the gifts and waited patiently. When daddy finally got home and settled, we gathered in the living room and started out our morning singing Happy Birthday to Jesus. We were trying to figure out who was going to be playing Santa and handing out gifts when Sierra pipes up and says, "Uncle Brad should do it. He is the fattest!" Oh my! Luckily Brad doesn't take offense to references about his weight from a 5 year old and we all got a good chuckle out of it. After we were done laughing, I explained to Sierra the proper way to say that someone is heavier than the others. And the fact that it is best to just not say anything at all.