... It must be an elephant

On Saturday, J and I got to go to the birthday party of M, the little girl I used to nanny for. It was great to see her, looking as usual like a big pile of adorable cuteness, and fun to see her parents and all the other neighborhood kids I haven't seen in a few weeks too. I was having a great time party-mooching, stocking up on essentials like M cuddles and cupcakes (tell me you can think of a better way to spend a Saturday) when one person, who shall remain nameless to protect his identity and also because I don't know his name, asked a very good question.
This person is the father of some child I know from M's playdates at the park. I think. He spotted me from across the room. He probably had one of those visions like in the cartoons where Elmer Fudd sees Bugs as a giant steak, only for this guy it was my round belly morphing into a target, and he thought "ooh! I have something funny to say!" and he shouted, loud enough that everyone in the room stopped talking and looked at said target-belly, "Hey! What are you, an Elephant? You've been pregnant forever!!! Har har har!!!" (Har har means laughing, so you know).
Now, for those of you who don't get your daily recommended amount of Animal Planet, Elephants have, like, the longest pregnancies on earth. Two years, my friend. Which is insane, but anyways. I do happen to be privy to this little bit of trivia, so I think I get the joke. heh...heh. But I have to admit that really, that comment could be construed in a couple of different ways, and that, really, it would be sadly applicable either way. Which means it really is a good question, and I'm thinking of trying today to see if I can pick stuff up off the floor with my nose. Which would be really cool, since I can't actually end over any more.
So here's a shout out to Mr Funnyman, with his keenly witty observations. Mr Funnyman has a point, and I have a new empathy for one of my Animal Kingdom relatives. After, I guess if it looks like and elephant, and it gestates like an elephant....