Conversation with my niece a few days ago:
Niece: I think I'm getting a rash on my thighs
Me: Oh really, from what?
Niece: From them rubbing together when I walk. Can't you see? I'm HUGE!
Here's a picture of my "huge" niece:
I think what set off this "huge" talk is she recently went shopping for new shorts and she had to buy a size 1 instead of the usual size 00. Oh noes! She wears a 1! Being this huge didn't stop her from eating a huge chicken sandwich from Wendy's, a cup of chili and two fudgsicles last night after work. At 1:30 a.m.! In this picture, she's holding up a panel from the newest quilt I just finished last night. I'll post that as soon as I get pictures taken. In the meantime, I've got to hit the grocery store. We're out of fudgsicles...