I once worked with a girl who was very nice and was also overweight. She told me a story of her nephew who once said to her, "Aunt Sarah, you're fat." The precious child's mother turned to him and in a tone that can only be described as rage mixed with utter embarrassment said, "Johnny, that is not nice. You do not say things like that."
The cherub faced tot retracted his statement by saying, "Sorry...you're big."
I feel big. Very very big. The sweet and sour chicken with a birthday cake chaser I just snarfed down is not helping matters.
But when you produce cuties like this, I think it is worth the figure sacrifice.