Renae's Ramblings: So What's With Mom's Belly?

I've got something I need to get off my chest. Please keep this on the downlow . . .



Ok, I don't mean to be rude here, but have you seen my Mom lately? She's really packing on the pounds! I noticed that when we went to Iowa she was starting to look a little "gorda." I thought nothing of it seeing as how we had just been in the land of plenty. I for one was stuffed full of all kinds of pre-packaged goodies. However, over the past few months I've seen her belly grow and grow and she doesn't seem the least bit concerened! What is the deal?? I have a few theories as to what is going on here:



Theory #1: While in Iowa, some native species took up residence in her tummy and has continued to grow. I suspect it came from one of the various restaurants we visited. To me, some of the food looked quite weird so I'm not sure I would have been able to distinguish between food and a live organism of some sort. Plus, all of the food servings I saw in the US were much larger compared to here so that could explain why the belly has become so big. The only thing I can't figure out with this theory is how big the species will get and if it will come out. I'm taking diligent notes. I'll let you know what I found out.




Theory #2: I know my Mom really likes to eat. Could it be true that she is really just becoming . . . "one of those?" I really hope not. Because so far, I'm not really benefiting from the excess food if that is the case. She tends to hoard the good stuff (ie: stuff from the states) to herself.




Theory #3: It has something to do with Daddy. This is the theory I'm most confident in. You see, Daddy doesn't seem to mind Mom's growing belly. Sometimes I even see him with his hand on it like he's proud or something. So it makes me wonder if there is an "It" in there, and if Daddy somehow put that "It" in there. Speaking of "It," I'm wondering if "It" might be what my Mom keeps referring to as Brother. She'll say to me, "Come say hi to Brother, Renae! Come kiss Brother!" I'm a pretty obedient child so I usually oblige. (Plus I'm really fascinated with belly buttons.)

Anyways, Mom and Dad say that "Brother" is in my Mom's tummy and I guess only time will tell if "Brother" is something that hitched a ride from the States, a name Mommy's given her obsession with chocolate, or indeed, some sort of human being! Renae the investigator will keep you updated!