-conversation in bed-

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.”


About ruthie.voth

Wife of one, mother of four, friend of many. Lover of details, color, good conversations, finding balance, and being honest. Passionate lover of a well-crafted sentence - even more so if it's witty. Weird blend of cynical optimist. I'm the worst kind of woman. I'm high maintenance, but I think I'm low maintenance. Somehow, people still love me. Must be grace.
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2 Responses to -conversation in bed-

  1. Amy says:

    Oh my goodness! Could not stop laughing! You WOULD have some questions to answer on THAT one. Too funny. Glad they’re still young enough to be silly without realizing it. 😉


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