Kyla came downstairs the other morning with her Care Bear stuffed under her dress. I calmly asked what was going on.
Kyla: Mommy, I want you to have a baby in your belly.
Me: I already had 2 babies in my belly, you and Maxx.
Kyla: But I want you to have another baby.
Me: We have a baby, baby Maxx.
Kyla: Nooooo. I want you to have a baby girl.
Then yesterday, she told me she was a doctor and would tell me what to do. A lot of times this involves a series of physical activities; hop up and down, spin like a ballerina, march in a circle, etc. This time she pulled out her picture book, filled with pictures of family and friends. I put it together when I was pregnant with Maxx and trying to teach her everyone's names. The first picture is an ultrasound of Maxx.
Kyla: Okay, I da doctor. I tell you what you need to do. (She flips open her book to the first picture.) Okay. First you need to have a baby in your belly.
I didn't hear anything after that...
2 comments:
Mason was on a kick for about a year telling me that I WAS having another baby, not as if I was already pregnant, but as if it were a foregone conclusion. We proceeded to laugh and ignore him and he got over it.
That is so funny. She is persistant!
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