So today Little Dude is watching a cartoony channel, and there is a commercial about planning to have kids. He bops up to me and asks, "How many kids did YOU plan to have?" Honestly, my brain froze. I'm trying hard to figure out what to say, because quite frankly, we worked to get the first pregnancy and out of that one had the bonus (heir & a spare) -- twins. Then Little Dude was the outcome of a nooner on the first afternoon the twin terrors went off to kindergarten. (Yep, YEARS of trying for twins and in one afternoon with some sloppy counting skills & WHAM!)
I'm sure you're wondering - did I tell the child I only PLANNED for one kid? Nope. I did one better.
"Little Dude, I always wanted two.... dogs."
Guess I need to go put another quarter in his therapy jar.
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