I’m not fat…
I had just finished eating a really big meal. I hunched over and stuck my gut out as far as I could and asked my 4-year-old niece, ‘Kayla, am I fat?‘ I figure, kids can be so cruel — why would she lie? She looked at me so sweetly and said ‘No… you’re short.‘ It really cracked me up.
Actually, it reminded me of a similar incident a few months ago with her older sister, Alyssa. Being that I’m short, all the kids enjoy standing next to me and pointing out how much taller they are than I am. (Those who have already grown past me have shifted to comparing their shoe sizes with mine.) Alyssa is still shorter than me — thank the Lord — but that doesn’t stop her from pointing out how close she’s getting.
‘Look Auntie Gemma, I’m almost up to your shoulder!‘
We applaud her although I’m really crying inside. Haha. As Kayla walks by, Alyssa says, ‘Let’s see how tall Kayla is compared to you!‘
Wonderful, I think to myself, this should make me feel better! Kayla stands right next to me and is about waist-high in comparison. She looks up at me and just shoots me the biggest smile ever. Big sister Alyssa then points out, ‘Look Auntie Gemma, she’s just under your roll.‘ Sigh. Kids — gotta love ‘em.
Check out my nephew Steven. He’s super talented. Haha.
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