Good advice

Noah was getting ready to get into the shower tonight when he hopped on the scale and weighed himself. 

"I'm 52 pounds dad!!!  Now you get on and weigh!"  

I did, and read the weight (sheepishly) to Noah.  He said, "WOW, dad, I wish I was as big as you!  You're really big!"  

I laughed at his enthusiasm, and replied, "No you don't.  I need to be lighter and smaller."  

He looked at me and said, "If you want to lose some weight, all you gotta do is quit putting so much food in your mouth."