I go to pick up Nate from school. A very kind, loving mommy asks me if I'm pregnant.
"What!? Me? No. Why? Do I look like I'm pregnant?"
"Yes" she says,"you're looking a little poochy today"
"Hey, I have 4 kids, I'm allowed a little pooch."
In no way was I offended by this conversation, but really?
Asking people if they're expecting is a tricky business.
Be careful, you never know what kind of mood a woman can be in.