I'll spare you a picture for this little anecdote. So, while drying Madelyn off from her bath this evening, she decides to pull up my shirt ever so slightly and rub my belly. It seemed really sweet at first, but then I feel a bit of a tug and she starts saying, "open, close, open, close." I look down and she is pinching the "I've had two kids" roll around my belly button, making it look like my belly button is opening and closing. Just when I was feeling decent about my body again, she slams me back to reality.
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