I was making small talk with Matty after we got home from school yesterday.
Me: Matty, do your friends have baby brothers and sisters?
Me: Do you have brothers and sisters?
Me: You don't?
Matty: I want a baby brother, Mommy.
Me: What? Why? Don't you like your sisters?
Matty: My sisters are getting old. I want a baby brother.
We realy don't know where he comes up with these things. Really. It's not like the hubby and I go around the house discussing having another baby. I'm a year behind on my sleep, so I have a long way to go before my brain could even function well enough to discuss another baby.
2 years ago