How come there’s only one of me?
This is the question my son asked me, one day, out of the blue. I wasn’t prepared for this one. It was totally unexpected. We talked about it and it is pretty obvious my little man wants a brother. He calls his toy Mufasa, from the Lion King, his brother.
He assured me he liked having a sister but wanted a brother. He thought that would be “cool”.
I have thought about having a third baby – briefly. Mostly, when I realize that my babies are growing so fast! Or when I see a newborn and remember that my babies used to be that small. Then I’m slapped back to reality. I remember that newborns are A LOT of work. I remember that my nearly nine month old daughter STILL isn’t sleeping through the night. I remember how much we pay for child care and I can’t imagine the tuition payment for a third child.
Yes, I think we are good with just two children. We’ll just have to make sure we hang out with our friends with boys more often!
Has your child asked you something that caught you way off guard?