Me: "What do you think I'm doing right now?"
Little guy: "Just walking."
Me: "Yeah, I'm walking."
Little guy: "I mean like when you worked out and you didn't have this." He gave the back of my arm a jiggle-inducing tap.
OK, let me stop here and state that I weigh only 104...and, yes, I'm not in as good of shape as I'd like to be...and I can't remember ever NOT having back arm jiggle to some degree...yeesh, dude!
Me: "Stop touching me."
Little guy: "No, really, mom. I'm just giving you advice. You should work out more."
Me: "But dude, one of your favorite things in life is jiggling my arm wattle."
Little guy: "Oh, yeah...never mind."
My self esteem has been restored. Sort of.
P.S. I had a little talk later with the little guy. "Dude, just for future reference, it's never a good idea to stop walking beside a woman and instead move to behind them, and then tell them they need to start working out. We don't like that." Yeah, he didn't get it...but someday he will.