Nick: What is the new baby going to look like?
Me: Well, he's going to be small, and he'll look like a baby.
Nick: But what is he going to LOOK like?
Me: I don't know. That's the exciting thing about babies. We don't know what they're going to look like until they're here!
Nick: He could be black.
Very pregnant pause (excuse pun)
Me: For your father's sake, let's hope he's not.
6 comments:
amazing!!
The baby meter's gone!! I was so curious as to what happens once it reaches zero days....it just disappears, how anticlimactic.
Ah, yes, the question of the ages pondered all men! I tell you it is genetic! Okay, baby, get out here right now! There's no more baby meter, small men are beginning to question your provenance & we all want to meet you & hold you & kiss you, not to mention: Your lease is up & the landlady is exhausted! Maybe Nick will grow up to be a philosopher or a geneticist.
Come on baby, I'm looking forward to 'meeting' you.
I may have missed you talking about it Kathleen, but do you have a name ready, or are you waiting to meet the little fellow?
okay, are you off having a baby or what?
i was just wondering the same thing....
Ok, so is something happening right now? Cos we miss you.
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