We (Lance, Hayley, Samantha and I) were in our closet last night....for whatever reason. I was showing her how my "regular" clothes were on the top racks and my maternity clothes (which I brought out last week, washed and hung...just to get prepared) were on the bottom racks.
She gave me an inquisitive look. So I asked, "Do you know what maternity clothes are, Hayley?"
"Yeah," she said. And without hesitating she said, "They are your fat clothes!"
Little ones just say it like it is. :)
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Good one Hayley bug! Grandpa gives you 5 gold stars for that one! :-)
That's so funny. I love how open and honest kids can be. Just remember, they are not fat clothes, they are pregnant clothes (there's a big difference :)
tee hee... One of the only letters my mother in law has ever written me was when I was pregnant with Laurel. She wanted me to be crystal clear on the difference between pregnant and fat, and the value of the blessing.
The irony? When I look back at photos of the time (my in laws celebrated their 50th anni with a big weekend of stuff), I didn't look fat. I think I just felt so terrible (throwing up all the time...). It seems ironic now that I was so worried about how I'd look in these photos, and not so much about whether I threw up on someone! ;)
I love your new design... so hip!
Rylan once called a pair of my maternity shorts that had the pouch over the belly my "kangaroo pants" :)
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