Once upon a time I wrote about getting my feelings really, really hurt when I came out of the shower at the local rec center. A man and his 2 or 3 year old son were coming into the lockerroom. The little boy saw me, turned to his dad and said “DADDY! Look at that big fat man!!!”
Being the macho man that I am, I just nodded and pretended everything was fine. I walked right past my locker, over to the toilet stall, locked the door and wept silently. That was so devastating!!!
This time around, though, I have a better story. I’ve been telling my kiddos I am trying to lose my tummy. My 4 year old turned to me and said, “Here, I’ll help you daddy!” She then pushed in on my tummy as hard as she could, then said “See, Daddy, you’re tummy is a lot smaller now!”
Night and day, lemme tell you. 🙂