Overheard in the Whole Foods cafe while “working on my dissertation”:
Grandma, to adorable, squealy 3-month-old granddaughter: Look at those chubby cheeks! Are we going to have to get you on the treadmill?
Grandpa, to adorable, squealy 3-month-old granddaughter: You just tell that old lady to bug off!
There’s an opportunity in here to rant about the inappropriateness of imposing unrealistic standards of female beauty on infants, even in jest, but I’m too busy. Anyone care to do it for me?