The Belle has been asking questions here lately that I don't want to even think about. Here are a few:
"Mom, will I go to school when I am 5?"
"Mom, can I be married too?"
"Mom, can I be a mommy when I turn 10?"
Husband also joined in on the questioning this past Sunday. As we are running around in a mad dash to get everyone dressed, fed, and out the door in time for Sunday School he looks at me and asks:
"What are we going to do when they are 15, 13, and 11?"
I think I actually threw up in my mouth a little when he asked me that.
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