Sitting on my bed, holding Maggie. She is asking for something to eat. Now, keep in mind she is NOT a big eater. Much of the time she's irritated that I'm even suggesting or offering breakfast or lunch options. But yesterday she was especially ravenous for some reason.
So, to make this conversation better understood, I shall create a little "key", if you will. You can thank me later.
A = Me
M = Maggie
I know, my cleverness knows no bounds.
A= You're just really hungry today aren't you?
M= Yeah. I like to eat a lot because it helps me grow healthy and strong.
A = Well, eating does help you grow healthy and strong, but not if you eat ALL the time.
M= No, that helps you grow fat, like you are.
A = (ouch) Well, yes.
M = But you're working on it. You're trying to get skinny like me and Daddy and Max.
A = You don't think Daddy is fat?
M = NO!
And because I'm so totally mature, I said...
A = Well.....he is.
M = NO HE'S NOT!
Awesome. So clearly I'm the only fat, fat fatty residing in this house. Better keep working harder. SHEESH!
Did I tell you about the time last month that we had a similar conversation, except in that one I said, "But Maggie, I weigh LESS than Daddy." She looked me right in the face and very seriously said..."Ummm, NO YOU DON'T!"
My life RULES!
And just for the record little miss double standard....THAT is not skinny. Totally hot, don't get me wrong, but not skinny.
Yeah, that's totes her skinny Dad third in from the left
And she says these things when I'm at the lowest weight I've been since before I had her. Which is the lowest weight I'd been in......EVER it seems.
Yep, truth hurts.
Guess the work
out is never done.
I do think I'll pull out my pre-gastric picture and really rock her world.
Pretty sure life would be sooooo much easier if she'd just spend alot more time like this! Sweet as pie that girl.
Fat moms skinny dads,