Pregnant

Thank goodness this is not a post saying that I am pregnant. I wouldn't be able to type if that was the case. The other day Cael was talking to me and leaned in to give me a kiss. He put his hand right on my belly to give the leverage needed to plant a big one on me. When he did, he pulled back and said with a confused look on his face, "Mom, do you have a baby in there?" I said, "No Cael, and that is rude to ask a girl that." He said, "Mom, I can tell that there is a baby in that big bump." as he proceeds to poke my belly. I said, "No. I am just fat from having babies Cael. That is why I am trying to eat better and work out lots." He just looked at me with a funny face and shrugged his shoulders, and says as he walks away, "I think you have a baby in there."

 

Then over the last week he has been asking me almost daily if I am pregnant (and I am positive that I am not, he is not receiving divine inspiration!). He will lift up my shirt so he can see my belly and say, "There is a baby in there. There has to be! You have a big bump." I am about to kick his scronny little boney butt!!! Well, today he comes into the kitchen as I am making bread, and looks into the bowl of fresh popcorn made with organic corn and coconut oil. It was empty (thanks to a million hands eating it!) and I hear him grunt with disgust. He then comes over to me and says, "Mom. I know why you are so fat. Because you eat way too much food. When you put all that food into your mouth, you need to spit it back out or you will always be fat." I had to laugh. What a punk!!!

At least he is coming to grips with the fact that I am not pregnant, just fat!