Belly

Alex's best friend, Hannah and her sister, Hailey came over for a play date. Along with their very pregnant mother, Tina (due with a boy, Brayden, in less than 3 weeks) and her nephew, Mason, a couple months older than Andy.

So we had a fairly full house. The babies as usual found each other extremely amusing. Alex questioned Tina mildly about her baby and finally, asked the burning question placed conveniently on his Kellogg's Nascar race car. "Got milk?"

First he asked me, "Mommy, Got milk?"

"No."

"Yes, you do in your breast, breast milk, silly."

"No, I don't nurse any more, so I don't have any milk."

"Ok. (Pause) Tina, got milk in your breast?"

"No, but I will after the baby is born."

"Well, I think you do now, they look bigger."

I step in red faced and horribly embrassed, "Alex, its not polite to talk about people's breasts, their size, what may come out of them, or any other questions you have about them. They are private. We can talk about it later."

"But..."

"No buts."

"Its just..."

"That's the same as a but, go play."

Sign, long and over drawn, "Ok."

After they left, "Mommy do you have a baby in your belly?"

Don't you just love 'um.