Dear God, If you can't make me thin, make my friends fat!

All I hear is Jon yelling, "Candace, you've got to see this!" 

I was immersed in my school work, so instead of running up the stairs, I just responded, "WHAT!?!?!?"  Turns out I have taught little K a bad habit of mine.  Jon proceeded to tell me that as K ran into the bathroom, she immidiately jumped on the scale before she was ready to get into the tub.  I guess she sees me get on the scale every once-in-awhile and thinks that's something she's supposed to do too.  Oh dear!  What have I done?!?!