"Ethan, how many babies do you want?"
... we've had this conversation many times.
He gives me the peace-sign... "Two."
Without fail, I jump into my tantrum...
"Two.... no, that's too predicable. Freddy goes to football and Betty goes to ballet. Three, we need three to add to the mix. Throw things off!" I was the third wonder in my family... still holds no standing in my defense.
"Well, you would count as the third child financially speaking."
--- blink --- blink --- blink ---
Trying to decide if this is a dig at my endulgent side or a brilliant joke from hubs... you can only imagine what kind of screaming and tickle torchure ensued!
well, wait a minute.... 3rd child financially speaking... hmmmm. ;)
Love. These. Moments.
