When I went to pick up Lucy today at school somebody had parked their newborn baby in a carseat that looks a lot like Harper's right under Lucy's hanging backpack. A little girl said to Lucy, I love your baby, referring to Harper. Lucy looked over, saw the little newborn and yelled, "Alright! my mom has my baby brother and she didn't have to stay in the hospital." Then she performed a 3 minute monologue about how she didn't know her baby brother was coming today and it is so great that we didn't have to stay in the hospital, etc.
When I told her that that wasn't her brother she replied, "Well, he is a baby, but I'm glad he isn't yours. But MY baby might pop out of my belly any minute now!"
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