I’ve been talking to Jason Jr. about the baby. Last night he was more curious than usual. I told him the baby was growing in my belly and wouldn’t come out for a long time. He wanted to keep talking about it, but I told him to go bed.
This morning I went into his room and woke him up. The first thing he said was, “I love you baby Mommy.”
Tonight Jason was reading to the kids and I was holding our little boy. I asked him, “Where is the baby?”
“In you belly,” he replied.
“Where is that?” I asked.
He pointed to my belly and then looked up and said, “You fat Mommy.”
“No I’m not!” I gasped in pretend shock.
“Yes you are!” he smiled.
Well, I guess there is no fooling him! Let the fat times roll!