My boys have these stuffed animals that are their "babies". One afternoon I was driving somewhere when I overheard this conversation from the back seat.Roger had just put his "baby" up his shirt.
Roger: My tummy is so big.
Mikey: You going to "pop" your baby out?
Roger: No...not yet.
Couple of minutes later
Roger: My tummy is SO heavy.... Mikey, scratch my back.
Mikey: I scratch your back, you'll pop out your baby.
Roger: Yep.
After some scratching, Roger grunted and pulled his "baby" from under his shirt.
The funny thing is that when I was laboring with Grant, Roger had come in and scratched my back. So to him, a mother has to have her back scratched in order to give birth.
1 comment:
LOL---How funny. I'll have to remember to have Dean scratch my back.
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