Okay- so I had to go to Mother's day tea at Belle's school- you know, where they serve you tea and a snack and then they do a presentation for Mother's Day?
welllllll-
Belle has been non-stop talking about it for weeks- how i had to dress up, that she couldn't talk about it- it's a secret- i'm going to have to sit in her chair while she serves me- blah blah blah.
So we get into the car to leave and she looks at me with this really worried look and says "Really, Mom, I'm just not too sure how you're going to fit your fat butt into my seat at school."
I guess I really need to watch what I say! I'm always telling my mom when I'm on the phone with her ~"I've got to get my fatt butt off the couch and cook some supper ( Or go clean or whatever)".
honestly....
If any of you MAYers see me in WDW- plase do me a favor and try not to stare at my Fattbutt.
She thought Fatt butt was one word, I guess????