BOY #1:
Jared calls me after-school and says, "Mom, I forgot to remind you that it was picture day, today." Immediately, I start thinking of how he needs a hair cut.....wondering what he picked out to wear this morning....seriously doubting that he brushed his hair before he left to school. Thoughts of my worst fears were interrupted when I heard him say, "Mom, it's okay. I smiled really nicely."
OH, and that's suppose to make me feel better?
BOY#2:
Jonah is always telling me he wishes he had a little brother or sister. Well, today, he says, "Mom, please, have another baby. I really want to be a big brother."
Me: "Oh, Jonah, I can't have any more babies."
Jonah: "Why, Mom?"
Me: "Well, if you must know, it's because Mommy had a special surgery so I wouldn't be able to have more babies."
Jonah: "Oh, Mom. Why? Undo it! Undo it!"
Me: "Sorry, baby. You are my last child." (He walks off sadly.)
A few minutes later, he comes back.
Jonah: "Mom, um...um... so you had surgery? (I nod) Um....so did they cut out that cord that the baby eats from? Did they take that out, so no baby would grow?"
Me: (TRYING not to laugh)" Uh, no. Jonah, weren't you there listening when Daddy told Jared how babies were made?"
Jonah: "Yes....I just don't get that egg thing. Pretty sad, huh?"
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