How Come Nobody Told Me My Butt Is This Big?

Part of me hopes that when I sit on a bucket like that, my butt really doesn't poke out that far. But I'm sure it does. This drawing is by our middle child, the realist at least when it comes to drawing pictures of Mom and Dad. I was weeding the front flower beds. She was bored. I told her to draw a picture. Of what, she asked. Well, me, I said. So the did. I guess I deserve what I ask for.