On weekend mornings, if Roger and I sleep in, one or both of the girls will invariably crawl into our warm bed to wake up with us. Yesterday must have been a lucky day because we got both of them. Roger and Malin-the-philosopher somehow got into a discussion about marriage. He was explaining to her that even after you’re married, you still have to keep talking to your wife, and asking her questions, and keep on getting to know her.
Malin said, “Yeah. Like if Mommy got pregnant again, you’d have to ask her questions.”
How hard are you allowed to laugh when your kid unknowingly makes a post-vasectomy joke like that? Yeah, I think there would definitely be some questions asked if I got pregnant again.
Then she went on, very definitely: “I don’t want anymore siblings.”
Avery agreed with unarguable logic. “And anyway, we wouldn’t be prepared. We don’t have that little tricycle anymore.”