It happened one Saturday...

I'm sure every adult has experienced it... I'm sure I can't be the only one...

But still... It's more than a little creepy.

You laugh when comedians joke about it but swear it will never happen to you.

Then comes that fateful day... For me... that day was this Saturday.

I'll set the scene for you. Harry's mother, step-father and niece had come up to visit for the weekend from Uniontown, PA (a bit south of Pittsburgh). Now as it happens our "Guest Bedroom" is down in the basement. Not that we try to exile our guests but it just so happens that the way the house is laid out that's the only other "real bed" in a private room. Plus we have friends that are allergic to cats and it's easy to keep that room "fur free".

Harry's mom and niece were in the family room playing a board game with Harry. I went downstairs to the extra freezer to get something we needed for dinner. When I got downstairs I thought to myself, "When they came upstairs... did they have to leave ALL the lights on?"

At that moment... I knew it was too late.

I was turning into my father.