Danny asked me the other day, "Do you actually do any of those crunches?" Nice huh? Then in his defense he said, "It's just that I never see you do them." I explained to him that I just barely added it back to my sidebar and I usually do them as soon as I see a comment so I don't have to do a whopping 25 crunches all at once. And I definitely do not do crunches in front of him so he can see me huff and puff away before reaching a meager 10.
My plan is to surprise him one day with a suddenly slim and svelte Nikki. Where did this gorgeous trim wife come from? I can almost hear him say. Have you been working out? You'd never guess you had six babies in the last 7 1/2 years.
Perhaps it may sound something more akin to this:
"Honey, why are you walking slumped over? Were you trying to do stomach crunches again? Don't you know I love you even in your grand stage of life? You have an excuse," he says as he tries desperately to make slightly loose skin around his waist look like pudgy love handles. "It's just late night snacks with me. You have six kids to show for it."
"Nah," I say, "I was fat before having kids. Pass the hot cheetos please."