Will’s big into babies right now, wanting to hold them and cuddle them and kiss them. He keeps trying to hold Henry, who weighs just a few pounds less than Will and can run almost as fast as he can, so Will’s nurturing efforts are thwarted on a regular basis.
So, taking matters into his own hands, Will has been announcing that he has a baby in his belly, so often that we now absently respond, “That’s great, honey, do you want some more toast?”
When he said last night that he needed more milk for the baby in his belly, I poured some and almost dropped the carton when he announced the baby’s name.
You heard it here first.