As I was driving the kids home from school yesterday, this interesting conversation took place between my girls. Maddie says, "I think I want to be a boy." Trying not to laugh I let her keep going. Abi says, "But you are a girl." "Well I know that Abi- but today I just want to be a boy. Boys don't have babies." Then my little therapist asks her sister, "Maddie, why not?" "Well it does hurt Abi." Abi then confidently says, "Maddie, the shots don't hurt so bad when you are older. It might not even hurt!"

This is funny to me because of it's random nature but also because years and years ago, I remember hearing the news that my Aunt Patty was having her first baby. I didn't know exactly what having a baby entailed but just that it seemed scary. I remember consoling myself with the thought that it isn't scary when you are a grown-up. Grown-ups were brave and fearless and apparently didn't feel much pain. And my girls haven't learned all the details yet but they do remember coming to get blood drawn while I was pregnant with Seth. And that is what has stood out to them the most about being pregnant (if only shots were the worst of it). It was another good opportunity to explain the gift of having a baby- that it's worth every thing you go through. And that nothing can explain the moments when your new little one is handed to you. They liked hearing that. It was a sweet Mommy daughter moment. Then Maddie ends with. "I think I'll adopt."