Last night as I was lying next to Lucas in his bed reading him a story, he rubbed my belly and looked at me expectantly, saying, "why is your tummy getting bigger?" I assume he wanted me to tell him that I was going to have a baby.
How do you explain premenstrual bloating to a five year old, while impressing upon him the importance of the extreme delicacy with which he should approach this subject in the future?
I am horrible at keeping up with blogs, it turns out. Even when they are my sister. But gosh darnit that's funny stuff. First lesson. Kid: if your parent's tummy is getting bigger, it's your job to NOT say so out loud.
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