I was picking my daughter up from aftercare, but once again, she didn’t want to leave. She was sitting at a little preschool-size table with one of her BFFs, and they were drawing pictures together. She had on leggings, a t-shirt, and a puffy zip-up vest. As I coaxed my girl to hurry up, her little friend pointed at my girl and said while laughing, “She’s so fat!”
Instantly, my blood tingled. I felt my face get a little hot.
“That’s not nice. We don’t say that to people. She’s not fat,” I said sternly with a voice that indicated I meant business.
I didn’t yell or say anything else, but the little friend looked at me with a face that read somewhere between, “Oh, I shouldn’t have said that,” and “Wait, what did I do wrong?”
Finally, she said, still laughing, “Her vest makes her look fat.”
My daughter barely noticed the whole conversation and simply got up to go home as if nothing had happened, but something had happened.
To me.
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