My younger son is quite observant. Alas, this might get him into trouble someday. For example, he got a new stuffed animal that had obscenely large chipmunk cheeks, and promptly named it after someone who has chipmunk cheeks. Now every time I see that friend, I picture the stuffed animal. I fear that at some point the stuffed animal and the person will meet.

And yesterday as I told a story about another friend, he quipped, "Oh, the one with the lizard head."

It took all of my non-existent ab muscles to keep the enormous laugh from erupting out of my belly. Lizard head? Really? And yet he is totally right.

Kinda makes me worry about what he thinks I really look like.