I used to like this kid

Last week I jogged drove around the block to my other closet my sister's house because I needed to borrow a shirt.  Her front door was locked so I stood there knocking for a long time.  I could see my favorite nephew Henry looking at me through the window but he wasn't opening the door.  Finally my sister came to open it.  I walked in and she asked me if I just heard what Henry said. 
"Mom, some fat lady that I don't know is at the door!"