Red in the face.....

I am embarrassed to even admit that Nathan said these things, but I need to preserve the questions to laugh about one day.

A few days before my birthday, Nathan asked if I was going to be 70. I know he has no concept of age, but I was still a little insulted. I told him that Grandpa Ivo (his great-grandpa) was 70, and that I was only going to be 33. (He is actually like 76, but I wanted to give him an age range)

On Saturday as we were getting ready for the circus, I had on a tank top and shorts. Since these aren't maternity clothes, my shorts would sag and my tank top would ride up exposing my belly. Nathan looked at me and asked if I was getting fat for the circus. Again, I was a little insulted, but I patiently explained to him that his brother was growing in there and my belly would keep getting bigger until we went to the hospital to bring home his brother.

Oh my gosh!