Children & Slavery
Dear Stranger.
I did not mean to call your child fat. I really didn’t. You only heard part of my comment. You heard, “Oh my god, look at that chubby kid!”
What I said was, “Oh my god, look at that chubby kid. He is soooooo cute! I want to steal him, take him home and have him terrorize my dog while bringing me drinks and changing the TV channel for me.”
If I hadn’t driven away so quickly you would have heard the entire thing. Sure you would have still glared at me, but for a very different reason. You’d have been upset I wanted to kidnap your child and turn him into a slave. However, at least you would have known I thought he was cute enough to turn into a slave.
Love,
Sarah
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Maybe one day you can have a chubby kid for a friend and I will be lucky enough to find my midget friend. We are both on a similar quest, maybe one of us can find a chubby midget kid friend and we can share?
My kid is both cute and chubby…And he’s at that age when it is “super fun” to be helpful…
Does that make me a bad mom or a lucky mom?
Fantastic blog I will be adding you to my blog roll!
I believe you meant “heard” and not “heart”… damn spell check, works too damn well. Keep up the good work, you make me smile.
There for a minute I thought the ability to embarrass yourself was a Scorpio type of thing, but the more I read you the more I realize you’re on a level all your own. Nice work!