
Monday: We're at Grandma and Grandpas for some yummy pizza and games when Tucker loudly informs us all: "Uncle Alan you're chunky!" I heard it and so did everybody else but nobody commented so AGAIN, even LOUDER, he repeats himself: "Uncle Alan, you're chunky."
Tuesday: The blondies and I are out to lunch when a man sits down at the table in front of us sporting a neck brace. Tucker loudly asked what was wrong with his back, loud enough for the lady he was with to turn around and answer him. Nice.
Thursday: I dropped off T&T to my friend's house so Chris and I could go to a dinner. My friend calls me 2 minutes later to tell me of the following conversation with Tuck.
Tucker: Who's in your belly?
Friend: Nobody.
Tucker: Why are you SO fat?
Seriously? Not just fat but SO fat.
Friday: We're at In N Out to devour hamburgers and a man next to us has enormous fingers, something clearly was medically wrong. Tuck starts laughing and LOUDLY says, "Mom, look at his fingers, they're HUGE!"
Saturday: We're at Costco in the restroom and Tucker walks out of the stall and says LOUDLY: "Look at her booty, it's chunky!"
How many times do we have to have the "we are all made differently but Heavenly Father loves us all the same; we look different but we're loved the same" talk? We had it again, just this week, before half of his naughtiness was spoken. He's hilarious, naughty, and out spoken and we sure love him!