The Little Acorn Doesn't Fall Far...

This morning after I finished breakfast I burped. Loudly.  I didn't mean to, really.  It just popped out.  Weston laughed and commented that my burp was even louder than Garrett's.  A bit shamefacedly I admitted that Garrett comes by his belching talents honestly.  "The sad thing is" Weston replied, "he doesn't get them from Dad."   Sigh.  I've been reprimanded by my own child.