Hannah was insisting that she was the Mommy (in a fruitless effort to get out of naptime) and I was so amused that I started asking her questions. Here was our conversation:
Me: So you're a Mommy?
Hannah: Yes I am.
Me: How old were you when you got pregnant?
Hannah: I was really old. Like 6 or 9.
Me: How did the baby get in your tummy?
Hannah: Jesus gave me the baby and he put it in my tummy.
Me: How big was your tummy?
Hannah: It was thiiiiiis big (hold arms out as far as they can go).
Me: What was your favorite part about your baby?
Hannah: Feeding her.
Me: How do you feed a baby?
Hannah: With your cheek.
Me: How did the baby get out?
Hannah: Through my chest and tummy.
Me: Where did you go to have your baby?
Hannah: I went to a baby shower.
1 comment:
Should I be worried about my baby shower next weekend? LOL! I'm not ready to have my baby quite yet!!!
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