First swim meet and holy fuck... This week was the first week of a new pretty strenuous summer swim program my little 7yo just started.  She is a goofy little thing that is all muscle, no fat, and basically built to be a swimmer.  On the first day of practice at a large city pool I'm utterly horrified at the number of gigantically fat life guards the city has decided should be watching to rescue people who are on the verge of death.  I put that thought out of my mind though as most of the life guards are pretty good looking and seem competent.  I walk my little one over to her very large team for role call and kinda watch to see how she assimilates into the group.  She can be pretty aloof and is sort of looking around and not entirely paying attention to her new coach and team.  I then see a look on her face of what could best be described as terror.  She had spotted a hideous fat girl on her swim team (she normally swims on a smaller local team that has zero fats, so this may be her first time seeing one).  Fast forward to the 30 minute drive home.  She asks me what I think of her nice Speedo swim suit.  I tell her it's a great suit and we spent a fair amount of time picking it so it fit her perfectly.  She keeps asking about if it looks good and what other people think.  I'm a bit confused because this girl doesn't understand embarrassment and generally has little regard for what people think about her.  I ask why she's so concerned about her swimsuit and she finally says, "I saw a girl wearing the same one as me and it looked so horrible".  Then it hit me, the huge whale had the same suit as her. A little 7yo girl who doesn't have a care in the world spotted a fat wearing the same thing as her and was mortified at what she saw.  I spent a few minutes explaining that when you're the shape of a normal swimmer you look good in almost anything, but when you look like a beach ball it's a different story.  I even handed her my phone so she could see herself and how she looked nothing like the hippo on her swim team. So that's it.  We live in a world where I have to assure my little girls that what they are wearing isn't gross because they saw a mini moon wearing the same thing and it was a traumatizing experience.  Fuck..... Oh and today was the first meet.  Wanna guess how well the land barges did....