Squooshies

Okay, so Tayson loves my upper arms and calls them his squooshies.  He likes to rub, squeeze, kiss and wrap them around him.  Of course I don't like the idea of my upper arms being called squooshies but he loves them so much I just play along.  The other day he was, once again, loving my arms and he said, "How come my squooshies keep getting bigger and bigger?  I explained that when I'm pregnant I get rounder everywhere not just my belly.  Then he says, "I remember them when I was three and they looked just like this."  All I can say is kids can be very motivating, so the second this baby is born I'm hitting the gym in hopes that squooshies will be long gone even if it means breaking Tayson's little heart.