Friend, Acquaintance, or Total Stranger: Oh, you're going to have a new baby sister. That's exciting.
Luke (gleefully jumping up and down, grinning from ear to ear): Yes! It is! Because when we go to McDonald's, we'll have to ask for a boy AND a girl toy!
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February 23, 2009
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haven't you had that baby YET?
don't you LOVE when people ask you that?
Posted by: babelbabe | February 23, 2009 at 02:52 PM
I just tell them: "Yes, actually, I have. This giant round thing under my shirt is a watermelon. I had nowhere else to put it."
Oh wait, I'm already using that one when fielding questions about my breasts.
Posted by: Stephany Aulenback | February 23, 2009 at 03:02 PM
Well, there you go. It all comes back to McDonald's...which is also Jr.'s preferred cuisine above everything.
Posted by: Susan_Thomsen | February 23, 2009 at 06:23 PM
Ah, yes, the lure of McD's. Meg's thought process was similar, but then she is a girl who likes to locate the gift shop FIRST in every place we visit.
Posted by: Darice Moore | February 24, 2009 at 12:08 AM
But is it actually the, er, cuisine, do you think? I think it's those dratted, diabolical 3 cent toys and the fact that they come in collections. Luke talks about his McDonald's toys more than any of his other ones...
Posted by: Stephany Aulenback | February 24, 2009 at 10:38 AM
and sadly, my boys actually play with them, so i cant start ignoring them. oh well. fine motor skills, right?
Posted by: babelbabe | February 24, 2009 at 01:42 PM