I'm having 6 babies.

Did that title grab your attention? Well, that was the "title"of the dream my husband had about me the other night, and then he went on to tell me about the dream while we were in WalMart and I about fell over from hysterics while others in the store made a wide berth to "stay away from that crazy lady."

Hubs dreamed that I wanted a baby so I went behind his back to a fertility clinic. Of course he found out and I told him, "Yeah, I'm having 6. But don't worry, I've already given 3 away and I'm finding homes for the other 3."

As if they were kittens!! And why did I want to have babies if I was going to give them all away anyway?

I asked Hubs what happened next, and he said, "I don't remember. I think I had a stroke."

Fat on babies = cute. Fat on me = not so much.

Why is it that double chins are cute on babies, but not on 40 year women?

And why can't I wear horizontal stripes, when babies can, and proportionally their stomachs are fatter than mine??

And when do rolls on thighs become "ugh" instead of "adorable?"

If I could be a baby, I'd be cute on all three fronts. :)