Too far along to ride the rides? Apparently not.

We visited the Magic Kingdom last week. While I expected (pun intended) to be gently asked whether I was *sure* I should be riding, I have to give it up for the professionalism of the staff. Not an eyelash was batted. 'Course I only rode one ride counter indicated for the formation of human life. Nevertheless, I concluded that either people make poor choices there with some frequency or America is rotund, rendering this pot-bellied, fake pregnant lady just one of many. As the image demonstrates, it certainly was not the case that miles of walking altered my usual protrusion.