I've been having some incredible lunches lately, and my belly's been having heaps of fun digesting them. It's super loud and very active. If you watch closely, you can actually see it pulsating as it tries to process a huge quesadilla. It was working HARD!!!
Imagine going grocery shopping with a hungry man. Hearing his belly rumbling over the clattering cart. Seeing his eyes following all his favorite snacks as we walk near them, his belly gurgling louder as we get closer. I tell him we can buy whatever he wants, and he starts filling up the cart, piling it full the same way he wishes he could do with his belly. Poor thing forgot to eat breakfast before we left, so at least half of it is cereals, frozen waffles, pancake mix, muffins from the bakery--and all the way that poor empty belly will not give him a break.
I hug him from behind and rub his tummy as we wait in line to check out, and listen to the poor thing growling all the way home.
Little does he know I'm going to make him eat a serving of every single thing he piled in that cart as soon as we walk in that door...