"Wow, Mama! Nice round tummy! Jiggly hands also!"
Next, he meets his grandmother after three days, knowing fully well that she's been away for a wedding and has indulged in a little good food.
"Egg, you look like a plum pudding now. What have you been eating?"
We talk about body shaming and how fat is beautiful, but the tiny enemies at home (aka children) waste no time rubbing in the extra flab that may or may not even be visible.
Is he doing this simply because he knows weight is a sensitive topic? Hold up, future daughter-in-law! Give me a couple more years to set him right and educate him about not body-shaming people.
In the meantime, strength-training Gods, I pray to you to make me look like the female version of He-Man.
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