My husband has always been on my case about my weight and he's always after me to exercise. He's prided himself on walking 4 miles everyday and working out at the Y. So when our oldest grandson told me I had a big butt, that was fuel for more pressure from him.
Well, yesterday he got his. The middle grandson (only two more weeks can I call him that) was playing in the backyard with Grandpa when he told him that he had a big belly. If that wasn't bad enough he followed that pronouncement up with ..... it's a HUGE belly.
Grandpa says little kids aren't allowed to use adjectives.
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We were playing on Olivia's swings tonight and she told me to get off because my butt was too big. Gotta love the honesty!!
Yeah, they are brutally honest.
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