Thoughts

Beautiful Floaty Me

Wookie and I finished reading the scene in Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban where Harry is trying to think of happy memories.

“My happiest moment was today at the awards ceremony when I looked up and saw you and we hugged and kissed. You looked beautiful. I thought you were so beautiful. What were you wearing again?”

“A gray sweater, gray pants and a purple scarf.”

“You were beautiful, mom. (Pauses and ponders) And you had that skin right there (points to hip) and it looked like you were wearing a floaty.”

“What!? You aren’t supposed to say that!”

“But it did! It looked like a floaty. Right there. You did look beautiful… You know (matter-of-fact voice) if you just pulled up your pants some it would go back in and wouldn’t look like a floaty anymore.”

Please note, the sweater was long. The “skin” was the belly bulge or muffin top. That conversation was going so sweetly for a moment, but I’ve got to say he didn’t bat an eyelash, so I’ll take the beautiful comment as his genuine belief. Seven-year-olds are amazing.

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