I made a salad for lunch today and my little four year old commented about how good of a choice I had made so I cannot be fat anymore. I agreed that I felt good about my food choice, and overlooked the part about him telling me I was fat. He then said, “ someday when I am grown up I hope I am big like you, only not squishy like you” I replied by telling him that God makes each of us different and we should be happy with ourselves no matter what. He then got very serious and looked at me and said, “mom, God did not make you that way—Cheeseburgers did!” ….Touché son., Touché.
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