I'm sure you all have heard enough about my shopping expedition. So I won't start talking about how I went into Target this morning with all of the kids again. (And again, I survived!) I'll also spare you the details of the boys' parking lot peeing and my full frontal nudity from nursing both babies in the van. We'll save that for another day...
Instead, I present to you an actual conversation from our breakfast table.
Matthew: "Mommy, you better eat more breakfast."
Me: "Why?"
Matthew: "In case you have a baby or two babies in your belly."
Me: "Ummm, that's not possible."
Matthew: "Why not?"
Me: "Because Mommy needs Daddy to make babies. If he's not here I can't get pregnant." (Otherwise I'd be in big trouble!)
Matthew: "Oh, ok."
Instead, I present to you an actual conversation from our breakfast table.
Matthew: "Mommy, you better eat more breakfast."
Me: "Why?"
Matthew: "In case you have a baby or two babies in your belly."
Me: "Ummm, that's not possible."
Matthew: "Why not?"
Me: "Because Mommy needs Daddy to make babies. If he's not here I can't get pregnant." (Otherwise I'd be in big trouble!)
Matthew: "Oh, ok."
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