Words of Advice

Sometimes I realize how fortunate I am to have the wisdom of the ages all here in my very own house. The other morning I was in the upstairs hallway hemming and hawing about going downstairs because somebody was over and I wasn't really dressed. Owen looked at me and told me I looked fine. "But I'm not wearing a bra," I told him. He said, "Mom, you really can't tell." And then he suggested helpfully, "Just walk gingerly."