Momzilla's eldest recently interrupted Momzilla's laser-focused on-ice practice session to hold the following conversation:
Well-Grounded Daughter: [motioning to another adult skater] Doesn't she read the rules?
Proud Momzilla: What are you talking about?
WGD: You know, the rule that says that you have to have your stomach covered on the ice.
PM: [suddenly transfixed by the muffin-top emerging from the gaping space between the skater's stretch pants and exercise top, while simultaneously suppressing a snort of laughter and beaming with pride] I don't know, honey. Why don't you go ask your coach?
Really, the sarcastic disdain sealed it. That's definitely Momzilla's daughter.