this is no joke
i said to darek today: "i think my belly is as big as a basket ball."
darek said back to me: "um, i think you're belly's bigger than a basketball."
.last thursday atticus and i went to a playgroup at the community center. a little less-than-two-year old there who lives and breaths for baskestballs followed me around the whole time poking my belly, rubbing it, pointing to it, babbling about it, just sure i was hiding his beloved basketball under there. hm, awkward.
.then friday i took atticus to a playspace at a mall where a 3 or 4-ish year old girl stared at me with confusion on her face before finally asking, "excuse me, what's under your shirt?" the confused looked only worsened when i told her i had a baby under there...she really had to resist the urge to lift up my shirt and check my facts.
this is getting out of hand!