Sunday morning, Cherise and I were cuddling as we like to do on these ‘lazy mornings’. She had her hand against mine and we were talking about how much she still has to grow before she’s as big as I am. Her fingers, hands, arms, etc. As we were comparing arms, she said that she also needed to be less skinny if she’s going to be as big as me, especially in her arms and legs. I said something to the effect of being careful that she doesn’t get a fat butt like mine, to which she replied, “It’s not fat, Mom, it’s just BIG!” Oh, now I feel so much better, snicker.