At Barton Springs the other day, this little girl comes up to me and says, "are you pregnant?" With a big, proud smile on my face I reply, "Yes I am."
Little Girl: "I knew it. That's why I told them (her friends) that it was OK you were fat. Because you are pregnant fat."
Me: "You son of a...."
Ok, I didn't really cuss her out after that. But I was mortified! I had to practice my calming technique to stop from spanking her - something I will need to perfect before my alien gets here.
