To be honest, it started with noticing the young couple who usually sit in front of us. Their wedding was about a year ago. This morning, she was looking a little thick.
I always do at mine (with mild envy).
Envy? You??? Good Lord, lady ... you're setting the standard for the rest of 'em to meet.
My youngest is 4, and (being almost 50) it’s unlikely I’ll have any more. If I did, everyone would hate me, except for Asuncion, my friend with the new granddaughter.
One of my daughters told me another of our church’s musicians had her second child yesterday, speaking of looking a little thick. Their first one is 1-1/2-ish.