Carly just started playing with my soft fleshy arms (Okay, okay--she was playing with the fat on my arms!) and she thought it was kind of funny. I told her to stop, that it was making me feel bad. She turned and looked at me really seriously and said, "Mama, your arms are sad?"
I can't decide whether it's more ironic or funny how our children seem to have a way of speaking the truth without really meaning to . . . Now where is that blasted gym pass? Lol!
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