text: Ahhh...the honesty of children. This is what my son told me the other morning. Just days before that, my 4 yo daughter asked me if I had a baby in my belly. Just for the record...no, I'm not pregnant.
  Yes, my children are still alive and no, I'm not writing this from a prison computer. They are honest. To a fault. They are simply stating what is true. I used to be fatter. I've lost weight, but I'm still a little fat.
  I dream of the day when my kids tell me how skinny I am. They will know how hard I worked to get there making the victory over my weight all the sweeter.
  Love it! At least he notices you're headed in the right direction. I've had similar conversations with my 4 year old. Lately he's made me feel equally as bad because he says "You used to have a comfy lap but now your lap is uncomfy" and he won't sit with me. A girl just can't win sometimes!