Should I be worried?

Dec. 31: Hmmm.  As I type, Andrew is watching The Dance of the Hours on Fantasia.
At the part where the hippo emerges from the fountain, Andrew turned to me with a big smile and said, “It’s a mommy, mommy hippo!”  “Just like YOU!”
Maybe he just likes the hippo a lot.  Or maybe my girth is very reminiscent of a ballet-dancing hippo…