I had lost some weight, but I still have a long way to go. I have a hefty gut and I really need to trim it down for my health. And well . . . I haven't been working out like I'm supposed to be lately.
Enter my five year old daughter, who lovingly pats me on my tummy and asks, "Daddy, are you having a baby?"
What can I say? That's what I get for getting off track and eating that hamburger tonight.
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