He's covered in mosquito bites

"How's your chubby baby?" I ask the morning restaurant supervisor.  I met him a month ago when he was six months.  He had the chubbiest baby legs I had ever seen.  I only held him for a couple seconds before he got fussy and started kicking his chubby little legs around.  It was almost unbearably adorable.

You can only say that about a baby.  For the record she grinned when I asked that question.

Questions that would not make a person grin:

"How's your chubby boyfriend?"
"How's your chubby wife?"
"How's your chubby daughter?"
"How's your chubby dog?"
"How's your chubby uncle?"
"How's your chubby life?"