Thoughts from the once pretty mom turned fat

So, Brayden loves to watch mine and Juniors wedding video, especially before bed. Last night after his bath he had about 1/2 hour before bedtime and he asked to watch the video. Here's how the conversation went:
Brayden: "Can I watch Mommy and Daddy's movie?

Me: "You mean the one where we get married?"

Brayden: "Yeah, Mommy you so pretty in there"

Me (Feeling flattered): "Oh, thank-you, do you still think I'm pretty?"

Brayden pauses to contemplate then says: "No, just in the movie, not anymore."
THen as if to make up for things, "But in the movie you sooo beautiful, you just look like Mommy now."

Now keep in mind that earlier that day he was trying on a pair of my pants and he said, "I can't wear them, they're too fat."
And a few nights ago I was laying in bed with him talking about his day and as he was getting tired and starting to drift of he said, "Mommy, go sleep in your bed, you''re too fat for my bed."
He always says these things so sweetly and sincerly. Normally I'd be crushed if someone said these things to me, but I can't stay angry at someone who after saying these things takes my face in his little hands to make sure I'm looking at him and says, "I love you Mommy, you're my best friend." Times like those make up for all his little stinker moments.
Tavita know how to soften me to. He's definetly my headstrong one who has no interest in listening to what I have to say. I get so frustrated with the mischeif he gets into then he turns to me with the full-faced grin that makes his eyes disappear (Reminds me of Grandpa Orme) and his teeth in full show (he also has Grandpa Orme's front teeth, we named him well). When he gives me one of those smiles, my heart just melts and I don't care about the trash strewn around, Brayden's toilet dumped all over the place or anything else he manages to get into.
These two little rascals bring me so much joy.