I saw a family for a physical.
The father went first. He weighed over 350 pounds (email me if you want to know my trick for weighing him on my scale anyway) and so we discussed exercise and diet and so forth.
The 9-month-old was next. We did the weigh and measure thing, then went back into the exam room for the physical. As I often do, most of the exam was performed with the baby sitting on the dad's lap.
As I went to palpate the baby's abdomen, the dad cooed, "Where's that big belly?"
I looked at him and said, "No, it's the baby's turn now."