At the bus stop this morning, the neighbor boy informed me that people are going to start calling me fat. I told him that most grown-ups would either recognize that I am pregnant or be polite enough not to comment.
His response?
"Well, kids aren't polite and we'll all call you fat. You look fatter every day. Wouldn't it be cool if you could be pregnant until the kid is a teenager?"
Uh, no. And THANKS a lot kid.
The one day all year his mom didn't come to the bus stop. Part of me feels like tattling...
Way to start the day.
a month
10 years ago
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