I’ve tried to convince myself that eating the crust off my child’s sandwich count for half the calories since it is “recycling”. I also figure that walking around with a child clinging to my leg like a starfish during low tide is as good as wearing ankle weights. But the scales don’t lie. When I stood in front of the dressing room mirror, I could not deny the truth. According to the panty hose chart I was still a Queen. With summer around the corner I knew I couldn’t put off the inevitable ... View the Post