On our way home, a moan comes from the backseat of the van.
Zach: Oh my God Mom! They are about 10 seconds apart.
Zach: The contractions... Oh the contractions! They hurt so bad. They are 10 seconds apart. I think I'm having a super burrito.
Oh my God.
Now his 8-year-old brother, who is sitting next to him in the backseat, joins in...
Zayd: OK- Zach... just breathe. Pant... like a dog.
I have GOT to cancel our cable.
Zach: (panting). Time them Zayd.
Zayd: (pause) Oh no! 8 seconds apart. OH MY GOD! I think your water broke!
That's it, I'm getting rid of all the TVs in the house.
Zach: Oh yeah! I'm having it... the burrito is on it's way!
Followed by more panting and grunting sounds.
Chorus of boys: It's a burrito! Oh... it's a super burrito! It's so cute! (laughter)
Contraction envy. That's what this is.