I was holding my shirt up and lamenting the condition of my stomach to Hubs this morning. "I knew that the skin would never be the same after Bad was born, but I think it might be getting worse now that I'm losing weight. I think the fat was helping to plump things out. It's saggy and wrinkled! Wah!!"
Hubs lifted his shirt and patted his own tummy and said, "I think your tummy's cute, but you don't have the sexy firmness I do."
"I want skin like the Princess!" I whined.
I hadn't realized that the girlie was listening in until she piped up, "Mommy, but my skin is SO soft!"
"I know....that's why I like it." I crouched down to look at her and she patted my cheek. "Don't worry mommy, you can touch my skin!"
"Sure!" And off she pranced, having solved all the problems of the world.
I want skin like the Princess....wah!!! And I could do with a dose of her attitude, too.