I was helping Will brush his teeth when my stomach let out a particularly loud grumble.
"Mommy?" Will said, "Does this mean you're growing another baby in there?"
"No," I said, "That just means Mommy had pizza for dinner and my belly isn't sure it likes it."
"Why?" I asked. "Do you think we should have another baby?"
"No. Definitely not," he said. "Not yet."
A pause and then ...
"Mommy? If we have another baby, I'm going to need three pillows on my bed. One for me, one for Charlie and one for the new baby."
"OK, we can do that."
"Mommy? My new name is "Luke Skywalker" and Daddy's new name is "Obi-Wan-Kinobe" and you're "Princess Leia" and Charlie is "Rex" so ... if we have another baby we can call it "Padawan."
Uncle Andy will be so proud ...
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