Filled with Fat
Arlo: “Momma, why is your belly so soft?”
Me: “Because I had two babies in there!”
Arlo: “Yeah, but Momma? That was a long, long, LONG time ago.”
Why you little…
Me: “Yeah, but Arlo? You like my soft belly.”
Arlo: “Oh yeah! I love it! It’s so so SO squishy!”
Just the day before he touched Farrah’s foot and asked “Why is Farrah so soft?” and I replied, “Because Farrah is filled with fat and fat makes everything soft.”
Look! My four-year-old can put 2+2 together.
In the hot tub:
Arlo: “Momma your legs are squishy. Your WHOLE BODY is squishy!”
Me: “Yeah, whatever, okay. What does your body feel like?”
Me: “That’s because you are all muscle.” (Panic) “And I am all muscle too, but on top of my muscle I have fat.”
Arlo: “How did you get fat?”
Me: “Fat is okay. If I have too much fat then I need to exercise and eat differently. But some fat is good. Fat helps me make milk for Farrah. Hey – did you hear that?”
One must tread so lightly during these impressionable years. Yes, it’s okay to talk about our bodies and ask questions about why mine looks and feels different than your own. Yes, it’s okay show you’re comfortable in your own squishy skin. Yes, you can always ask me anything.
Did you hear that?