Now, as background, I need to mention that Betty is one of the nicest people you will ever meet.
She doesn't say mean things about people, she doesn't get her digs in. She's just genuinely kind, pretty much all the time. No snark, no catty remarks, nothing.
It probably goes without saying that I take much more after my father.
So we were all sitting at the table having breakfast this weekend. Well, Nick, Betty and I were. And Big J was watching us intently.
We were talking about how Jordan does new things every day, and my mom was telling us how he now puts his feet straight up in the air to examine them.
She said, "He's got good strong stomach muscles like his mama. Don't you, Jordan? A nice strong stomach, just like your mama!"
And then she paused. And looked at Nick.
And added, "And...probably...like your dad? Do you have strong stomach muscles, Nick?"