My three year old’s preschool teacher is pregnant and of course him and his little class mates love talking about her round little belly and how big it’s getting. I’m sure you can already tell where this is going… Me and the boy were laying on the couch watching tv. He lifted up the blanket, poked me in the belly and said,
Son: “Mommy, is there a baby in there?”
My son pokes me again…
Son: “Mommy, if there’s no baby in your stomach, why is your belly so big?”
Me: “Cause, I’m fat!”
Son: “Well Ms. C has a baby in her stomach and her shirt doesn’t fit. Your shirt fits mommy so you’re not disgustating (not a typo).”
Thank you son for pointing out the obvious.