The boys get out from school early on Fridays, so last Friday I decided to go walk to meet them on their way home. I saw them a little ways off, and Tyler waved to me, but Cooper just kind of ignored me. Finally he started running towards me and gave me a big old hug.
When Tyler caught up, he told me that he told Cooper it was me, but Coop didn't believe him. He said it couldn't be, because that girl was TOO FAT.
Soooo... should I be sad that he thought I looked fat at that moment, or happy that he thinks I'm skinnier than I am?
Since my boys are so thoughtful and sweet, they tried to make me feel better. Cooper said, "Mom, be glad you're a little fat, because when you're really skinny, like me, you get hurt a lot."
I guess I'll be thankful for that bit o' padding. ;) On the bright side, I found out that I am Jillian Michaels's (biggest loser trainer) exact height and weight. That doesn't mean that it's all distributed the same, but still... I'll take it! ;)