“Daddy,” Miles said as we pulled out of the driveway this morning, “I want Mommy to have a new baby.”
“Whooo,” I said, cocking my head at him. “Well, you’ll have to bring that up with her. I’m not sure she’ll agree with you.”
“Well,” he continued, “maybe YOU can have the baby.”
“That’s…not how it works, buddy.”
“Well I think you need to put an egg in YOUR belly and have a baby in YOUR belly,” he concluded. “That’s a good idea.”
The Perils (& Pride) of Paternity 