As I leave my babysitting gig every afternoon, the kids have a drawn-out ritual involving lots of hugs, whispering to the baby (through my belly button), and general pawing and kissing on my pregnant belly. I love these kids (and I always make them wash hands after snack), so this is endearing rather than pestering. Friday's conversation went like this:
James (age 5), after coddling my belly for several minutes as we talked about how fast the baby is growing: "Meleesa! Your belly is so big now...Even your butt is getting big!"
Me: "Um, yeah, my butt kind of started out that way."
Although I'm not generally a fan of Butt Size commentary, this was so sweet, innocent and good natured that I had to laugh out loud. (James' dad, on the other hand, looked slightly mortified at James' comment.) Ah, kids.
Posted by rightmoon at November 13, 2005 11:30 PM