So I’m sitting in the bed surfing the net looking for decorating ideas when I realize Simon is staring at me. He then points at my stomach and asks,”Why is your stomach so big?” I gasped, mortified. He then whispers to Alvin, “I think mom is pregnant.”
What? Kids are too honest for me. Sure I can stand to lose about 15 lbs, but I hardly look PREGNANT. *sigh* I guess it’s time to blow the dust off of my yoga mat and make use of that gym membership.
Also, I need to teach my chipmunk how to NEVER address a woman’s weight in her presence if he has any plans of ever getting and staying married.