I walk into Zayd and Ethan's bedroom several nights ago to tuck them into bed.
Ethan: Mom! Let's have another baby!
Uhhhh... excuse me?
Me: Uhhhh... Excuse me?
Ethan: I think we should have another baby so there are 7 people in our family... oh. No! Eight! Including Mollie.
Me: That's a big family. Do we have room in the house for another baby?
Ethan: Sure we do!
Me: Really? Huh. Where would we put the baby?
Ethan: Uhm.... (he thinks for about 15 seconds)... Uhm... let's just add another room next to our room and she can sleep in there.
Me: Oh. Are we having a girl baby?
He tries to hide an embarrassed smile...
Ethan: Noooo... welllll... Yes. Mom, we need a girl baby. We don't have any girls in this family.
Me: I'm a girl.
Ethan: No. You're a mom.
Me: A mom is a girl.
Me: Okay, fine. What will we name her?
Ethan: Uhm.... (now he is sitting up in bed). I know! How about Taylor!?
Zayd finally speaks up from the next bed.
Zayd: Ethan. Do you want mom to get fat?
Ethan: Oh. (He looks at me). No.
Zayd: Mom. Do you want to get fat?
Me: Well... I don't want to have another baby.
Ethan: Why not!?
Me: Babies are a lot of work.
Ethan: I'll help you.
Ethan: But I won't change diapers.
Me: Hmmm... I don't think I can change all the diapers. Babies go through a lot of diapers.
Ethan: Okay fine (sigh). I'll change diapers. But you have to teach me how.
Me: No Ethan. We are not going to have another baby.
Me: No babies Ethan. Mom is done having babies. But when you grow up, you and your love can have a baby.
He thinks about that for a moment.
Ethan: How about this -- When I grow up and you get little, I'll take care of you.
Me: Okay. That sounds good.
I wonder if diapers are part of the deal?