If you have seen my daughter, you can help assure me that she is not. I know this because she has cinnamon buns for knees, and some serious thighs. However, in the world of "we must measure and rate everything" she is in the 57th percentile for height but only the 19th percentile for weight.
In one month we have a weight check, so until they I have basically been to told to fatten her up.
So instead of going out to buy fries and muffins for my little calf, I got some avocados, bananas and I'll be making plenty of homemade pasta sauce.
She is happy and has a good appetite so I'm not sure what the big deal is over a number, but alas, I can't help but react with a touch of worry when the doctor tells me she needs a weight check!
I do feel bad for the first person who tells me that I should feed her ice cream, or cake, or a cheeseburger soaked in lard, to fatten her up, because they might get an ear-full!
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