You're completely surprised that the three of you almost completed the huge pan of deep dish lasagna.
"Great meal," you compliment placing your utensils on your plate and standing up. You're feeling pretty full, but you barely ate as much as Mikey or even Hank.
"You'll have to thank Betty when she comes home tomorrow," Hank says with a smile rubbing his bloated belly.
You start to wonder if even Hank is bigger then before. While he's always been a big guy, he's starting to look like he could over take your own big daddy in size.
"Ready for dessert?" Mikey asks walking back into the dinning room and grabbing the pan of lasagna.
"You bet," Hank smiles.
"I'll have some later," you politely decline not knowing how those two could even consider more food.
"You know where to find it, help yourself," Hank offers.
You nod and follow Mikey back into the kitchen and rinse off your plate and place it in the dishwasher. You see Mikey waddle in with his bloated belly leading the way and jiggling with each step. He sets down the tray and places the leftovers in a Tupperware container and places it in the fridge and takes out the tub of ice cream and starts to dish out two large bowls of ice cream then adds some chocolate syrup on top.
"You sure you're not hungry now?" Mikey asks as he finishes off dressing the second bowl of ice cream.
"Yeah, I'm sure," you answer then add," How can you be so hungry?"
"I guess I just am," Mikey chuckles, his belly bouncing.
"Keep it up and you're going to get as big as your dad," you joke and pat his belly.

How does Mikey react?