Oh my gosh, I have been looking for this for two years. TWO YEARS!
Two years ago, my son and I had this sweet conversation.
And I wrote it down specifically so I could blog about it.
Today, I am doing some Spring Cleaning (because it’s officially SPRING…squee!) Even the weather is cooperating. And it’s supposed to snow again next week. I don’t want to talk about how upset I’m going to be.
Anyway, under the filing cabinet and covered in dust I found the piece of paper I scribbled this conversation down on, and now I have to blog about it.
September 15, 2012 (My son was 3 years old at this time.)
Noah: “Oh, it looks like I have a baby in my belly because I ate so much food!”
“I’m gonna grow a baby in my belly for me to kiss and love and sleep with in my very own bed.”
Me: “Aw, that’s what Mommy did! I grew a baby in my belly for me to kiss and love and sleep with in my very own bed and it was you!”
Noah: “Yeah, and then I will eat lots of food and grow a baby in my belly and then the doctors will make a big cut in my tummy and then the baby will come out of my bottom and I will cuddle it and sleep with it in my very own bed and hold it all the day.”
Me: “That’s so sweet, Noah. How are you a little person now?”
Noah: “Because I AM a little person. Mommy, you are so funny. You know lots of little persons.”
Me: “You are my favorite little person.”
Gah, three year olds. So cute. Also, this kid has been talking about wanting a baby since he was three.
Happy weekend and Happy SPRING!
Taken on September 15, 2012. Noah, the baby-wanter, 3 years old.