I honestly had no idea what this was, but suspected it was people. I innocently laughed at the figure on the left, asking if it was Daddy. Then, Sofia pointed out who was on the right. Mommy. On the right. The balloon-like-disproportionally larger than Daddy figure. Mommy.
I laughed fairly hard, but inside, I was crying. Just a little. But no sense wallowing in it too much. This is how she sees me, it is what it is and it's up to me to change that.
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Don't take it to heart! One of my boys just made a picture of me like that -- he explained that it is because my belly is "hooge." Then he backpedaled and said my belly isn't really that hooge in real life.
Damn straight, buddy.
Hell, no. Now I am terrified for the day that L begins his own family artwork. Ugh.
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