Boys vs. Girls Part 2

So last night Regan and I took the kids to the park and as I was pushing them on the swings, one of Riley's friends came up to him and said in these exact words, "Riley, why is your mom so fat?" Riley looked at his friend and just shrugged his shoulders. Okay, even Sunny, whom is 2 years old knows that there is indeed a baby in my belly and she will rub it and give it kisses and talk to our baby, which is in my belly! How could my 4 year old not defend me and say, "My mamma isn't fat, she has a baby in there!!!" But NO--this goes back to the sensitivity issue I think. If Sunny were more aware of the situation last night, I know she would have defended me, but instead, I couldn't let this friend think that I was fat, so I stood up for myself and said, "Riley's mom isn't fat, I just have a baby in my tummy!"

Boys vs. Girls

Well, let's just say that I had a rude awakening about the difference between girls and boys yesterday. I taught a violin lesson in the morning, and as said goodbye to the student and shut the door, I ran to the sink and started throwing up a TON! Riley and Sunny saw what was going on, and these are their reactions:

Sunny: My sweet little princess ran to my leg and held on to it saying, "mommy okay? Mommy throwing up? Mommy okay?"

Riley: Riley was in the other room watching me throwing up while shouting to me, "Mom, I want to play with a friend-just call Luke mom!!"

Okay, if that doesn't show the difference between a sensitive little 2 year olf girl and a 4 year old boy who could care less that his 9 month pregnant mother was in some pain and trouble, I don't know what else could!

It's like my mom said yesterday as I was retelling her this story. She said, "Well, just be grateful you have a girl so that you will always have a sensitive one."