When we shower, I get you all soapy and clean. I make you happy, I hope.
Some days I don't like you much, and I'm trying to change that. I don't know why I ever think negative things about you. You're a pretty cool cat, ya know. You're cuddly, you're soft. You wear your history on your sleeve, kind of like tree rings and age, I can see what you've gone through. I see your stretch marks, they used to be bright and pink or red when we were younger, but now that we've grown up, they've faded.
You have the cutest button you know. I love our belly button.
You have a lot of nicknames, too! Tummy, tumtum, belly, stomach, pooch, and the dreaded FUPA. Dumb.
Some people hate their bellies, like this girl:
That's ridiculous! Why would I ever get rid of you? I don't want to lose you, lovey tummy.