the babe, the boy, and me....

...a running commentary on my life in general. Who knows what I will write about on any given day? It could be about the kids (The Boy, age 3 or The Babe, age 5), it could be about my husband, or it could be about (gasp!) me, and what I am thinking/feeling/doing. After all, it is "all about erika". I am not sure how entertaining this might be to anyone who isn't me. You've been warned.

Monday, May 15, 2006

why she is never allowed to leave the house or speak to anyone ever again

This is an actual conversation that took place in my home. Try not to laugh too hard.

Me: "Did you know you will always be my little girl?"

The Babe: "Even when I'm big? Even when I'm a mommy?"

Me: "Yes. Even when you are a mommy and have babies of your own, you will always be my little girl."

The Babe: "How do I get to have babies?"

Me: "Well, first you need to find a daddy, and then you fall in love, get married, and have babies."

The Babe: "So, Daddy and I will make babies?"

Me: (panicking) "No, honey, you have to find a different daddy, not your daddy... you'll meet another boy that you like and you'll make babies with him."

I thought I saved that one. But then the next day...

The Babe: "Daddy, Mommy says that you and I are going to make babies. When do we get to make babies?"

Daddy: "Oh, really?" (gives me a total WTF look)

Me: (Dead on the floor from embarrassment)

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