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Generally speaking, I am a fairly upbeat person, but sometimes even I get a bit gloomy.  “Have no fear, my two-year-old is here!”

The other day, she made an out-of-the-blue statement by telling me I was saggy!  “Saggy?” I asked, confused and very disappointment a two-year-old would notice.  “Yes,” she responded without any hesitation, “You‘re saggy, Mom.”  It hurt, it made me realize I wasn’t all that I could be because I had been letting myself go a bit, perhaps too much.

I swallowed and managed to croak, “Why do you think your mom is saggy, honey?”

Her smile widened and her eyes twinkled, “You be Saggy and I’ll be Doobie-Doo!”

Then, I realized she wanted to be Scooby-Doo and for me to pretend I was Shaggy!

Still, this was enough of a wake up call to bring attention to the fact I was not satisfied with my physical appearance.  Perfect time of year to notice!  Thanks!

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