Yesterday when PM and I were driving home from our two hour trip to the grocery store he started asking about having a baby brother or sister. I told him it wasn't going to happen. His response was "well, I'll pray to God for a baby brother or sister". Let's hope that's one prayer that God doesn't listen to and answer!
This morning while in church, PM patted BD's belly and said it looked like he had a baby in there. Then he patted mine and said mine didn't. That does make me feel good!
At the pool this afternoon, one of DQ's friends said to her mommy, "Mommy, you have a small tummy. Ms. Mary (to me), you have a small tummy. Ms. Ann (to another mommy), you have the smallest tummy!" We'll have to work a little on her.