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Nov. 19th, 2011 02:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
xxmadsenxxI'm sorry that I've been posting so much about the new baby lately. It's probably getting annoying haha. But I had a pretty interesting conversation about it with Evan about an hour ago. I had to try pretty hard not to laugh a few times. I didn't want him to think that I wasn't taking his questions seriously, or that I was laughing at him. So I tried to give him simple answers while holding back laughter. But some of the things he said were pretty funny. It went like this:
Evan: How much longer 'til the baby comes?
Me: About five and a half months. The baby will be here sometime in May.
E: But I don't want to wait that long. I want to be a big brother now!
Me: I know you do. But the baby has to grow in Mommy's tummy a lot more before it can be born.
E: Why can't they just take it out now? It can be a small baby.
Me: It doesn't work that way, bud.
E: Why?
Me: Because it takes a while for a baby to develop. It's not ready to come out yet. A baby has to grow for a long time before it's born, because otherwise it won't be healthy. The baby will come when it's ready.
E: Well I wish it would be ready now. It should hurry up.
Me: I know. I wish the baby could be here sooner too, but it can't. Not until it's a lot bigger.
E: How big is it right now?
Me: Tiny. About the size of an apple or orange. (I only know this because Jenny gets these weekly e-mails telling her stuff like that, and she tells me about them.)
E: Well Mom's tummy is way bigger than an orange.
Me: I know. That's because the area the baby is in grows bigger and takes up space too.
E: So since the baby's growing Mommy's tummy will get way fatter and rounder too, right?
Me: Don't ever tell her she has a fat tummy, Evan. That would make her feel bad. But yes, it will get a lot bigger and rounder.
E: Ok, I won't tell her that. But it WILL be fat and round.
Me: Not fat, just round. She's not getting fat. It's just the baby growing bigger. I'm serious, Evan...don't tell her she has a fat tummy. Ever. No matter how big it gets.
E: Ok, I won't! I promise.
Me: Thank you.
E: Well since the baby won't be here for a long time, how much longer 'til Christmas?
Me: A month and six days.
E: Man, I have to wait a long time for everything!
I'm sure that conversation was way more amusing to me than it would be to any of you, but I felt like posting it anyway, if only for documentation since it's still fresh in my mind haha.
I've noticed that B and I have gotten Evan to start saying "man" a lot lol. Not intentionally, of course. But I know we both say it quite a bit, and Evan has picked up on it. It's a good thing we're both really good about censoring what we say around him, or he'd pick up on A LOT more haha. I don't really want a kindergartner who swears like a sailor. I slip up occasionally, but I never say anything too bad around him. He has said "dammit" two or three times before, and I had to tell him not to say that. He also said "What the hell?!" about something once, so of course I had to tell him not to say that either. It was pretty fucking funny, but I managed not to laugh. I didn't want to encourage him. Jenny would kill me if she heard him say stuff like that haha. Luckily he hasn't said anything like that for about six months now. I seriously love some of the things he says though. The things kids say can be pretty damn amusing.
Man, I'm tired. I only got like three hours of sleep last night, tops. For a good reason though...Jenny's horny hormones. Haha. Sorry, you probably don't want to know that. We also went to bed late to begin with though, because we stayed up watching movies. I am seriously in zombie mode right now. I need a nap. That sounds amazing right now. It's so nice to have a lazy weekend.
Evan: How much longer 'til the baby comes?
Me: About five and a half months. The baby will be here sometime in May.
E: But I don't want to wait that long. I want to be a big brother now!
Me: I know you do. But the baby has to grow in Mommy's tummy a lot more before it can be born.
E: Why can't they just take it out now? It can be a small baby.
Me: It doesn't work that way, bud.
E: Why?
Me: Because it takes a while for a baby to develop. It's not ready to come out yet. A baby has to grow for a long time before it's born, because otherwise it won't be healthy. The baby will come when it's ready.
E: Well I wish it would be ready now. It should hurry up.
Me: I know. I wish the baby could be here sooner too, but it can't. Not until it's a lot bigger.
E: How big is it right now?
Me: Tiny. About the size of an apple or orange. (I only know this because Jenny gets these weekly e-mails telling her stuff like that, and she tells me about them.)
E: Well Mom's tummy is way bigger than an orange.
Me: I know. That's because the area the baby is in grows bigger and takes up space too.
E: So since the baby's growing Mommy's tummy will get way fatter and rounder too, right?
Me: Don't ever tell her she has a fat tummy, Evan. That would make her feel bad. But yes, it will get a lot bigger and rounder.
E: Ok, I won't tell her that. But it WILL be fat and round.
Me: Not fat, just round. She's not getting fat. It's just the baby growing bigger. I'm serious, Evan...don't tell her she has a fat tummy. Ever. No matter how big it gets.
E: Ok, I won't! I promise.
Me: Thank you.
E: Well since the baby won't be here for a long time, how much longer 'til Christmas?
Me: A month and six days.
E: Man, I have to wait a long time for everything!
I'm sure that conversation was way more amusing to me than it would be to any of you, but I felt like posting it anyway, if only for documentation since it's still fresh in my mind haha.
I've noticed that B and I have gotten Evan to start saying "man" a lot lol. Not intentionally, of course. But I know we both say it quite a bit, and Evan has picked up on it. It's a good thing we're both really good about censoring what we say around him, or he'd pick up on A LOT more haha. I don't really want a kindergartner who swears like a sailor. I slip up occasionally, but I never say anything too bad around him. He has said "dammit" two or three times before, and I had to tell him not to say that. He also said "What the hell?!" about something once, so of course I had to tell him not to say that either. It was pretty fucking funny, but I managed not to laugh. I didn't want to encourage him. Jenny would kill me if she heard him say stuff like that haha. Luckily he hasn't said anything like that for about six months now. I seriously love some of the things he says though. The things kids say can be pretty damn amusing.
Man, I'm tired. I only got like three hours of sleep last night, tops. For a good reason though...Jenny's horny hormones. Haha. Sorry, you probably don't want to know that. We also went to bed late to begin with though, because we stayed up watching movies. I am seriously in zombie mode right now. I need a nap. That sounds amazing right now. It's so nice to have a lazy weekend.
