Ode to the fat boy!

I am always laughing about things my kids say, this last week has been no exception. Samantha was looking through a scrapbook that I had made. It had pictures of Rob and I when we were living in San Francisco, no kids, no worries, working couple, eating out all the time! Samantha came to a picture and stopped for a minute. She then asked, "Mom, can boys be pregnant?"
"No honey," I answered. There have been so many pregnancy questions lately that I paid no attention.
"Mom, dad looks really fat in this picture! Why does Dad look so fat?"
I told her that was before he liked to ride his bike and exercise.
"Why would you marry a fat boy mommy?"
Oh the frankness of a 6 year old. It is often refreshing to live with my little ones. There is no hiding or holding back, which most of the time is a good thing. They tell you how it is. Anyway, Rob has lost a lot of weight over the years thank you to a mistress that sits in the garage, even on the cold nights. He has really been keeping it off lately, thanks to $4 gallon gas he has been riding into/home from work everyday. Thanks to Samantha for keeping things in perspective she will tell you how it is.