I was reading Cady a book before bed tonight. I shut the book and Cady says:
"I think we need to go to the store"
I respond with, "You think we need to go to the store, huh? For what?"
And what I was expecting was what she has told me every single day since Rob's birthday. That we need to go to the store because daddy wants cake.
Instead she says:
"To get a baby."
I respond, "The baby is at the store?"
And she wrinkles up her brow all serious like and I can tell she is really thinking this one through. She says, "Yeah, I'm thinking the baby is at the store."
Oh the poor kid. I think we told her waaaaay too early (but the video wouldn't have been the same with me wearing a big mama shirt telling you all I'm pregnant, right?)