Got Fat?

Darling, innocent William approached me today, and asked in a very curious tone

“Hey Mom, do you have any fat?”

Me:  “Do I have any fat?”  Wasn’t sure if he meant, like, to eat, or what he was talking about.  Then I feel a couple of little fingers give me a pinch around the midsection.  Ooooh.  That kind of fat. 

Darling innocent boy again:  “Well, like any extra fat, stored up.” 

Here it comes…

“You know, like Daddy has right here?”  (again squeezing the muffin top)

The man did mention a few weeks ago that he wanted to lose 10 pounds.  Better get right on that, honey.

Got Fat?

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