Chris.. not so much.
There has been a lot of baby talk in the last 2 months. The majority of the questions Chris asks me start with "When we get a baby..". Here is our last conversation about it.
"Why can't we go get one now?"
"Mommy has to grow one in my belly."
"So you can't take medicines when it's growing?"
"Right."
"When do you get one put in there?"
"We'll probably start trying to make one next month."
"You can make them? Can I make one?"
"When you're older."
"Like in 3rd grade?"
"Like when you're 30 and married."
"How can you make a live baby?"
"Well it takes daddy's help."
"That's weird. I thought he only had to help with dishes."
He's watching Paranorman right now. He wishes he could talk to ghosts. Not me. I wish to continue not talking to ghosts.
One more trip to town tonight, and then I get to sit at home for 2 days! The boys are going to Franklin tomorrow, so I'll have some time to be a bum and avoid people.
Oh! And I have donuts!