We are all lying around the living room stretching our extended bellies after dinner when Joey looks over at me and says, "So, you think we are gonna have another baby?"
"Well, I don't know. Why do you ask?" I answer back.
Joey shrugs and says, "I don't know."
"Would you like another baby?" I ask him.
"Uh-huh! I want a baby girl!" Joey says without hesitation.
Tommy picks up on the conversation, and of course he has an opinion too.
"I don't want another baby! I like OUR baby!" he says with a worried look on his face.
I had to stifle my laughter but assured him, "Honey, we would DEFINITELY keep our baby. But we would have another one too. We would KEEP you, and Joey, and Benny, but then have another one too."
"Well, then I want a boy baby." Tommy says.
"I want a girl baby." Joey butts in.
"Why do you want a girl baby?" Tommy asks Joey.
"Cuz we don't have one of those." Joey wisely answers back and then asks, "Why do you want a baby boy?"
"Because we have nice boys." Tommy says.
"Would the baby sleep in Benny's crib with him?" Joey wonders out loud.
"No, Ben would probably move into your room and you and Tommy and Ben would all share. The baby would sleep in the baby's room in the crib." I correct him.
"Would Ben sleep in my bed? With me?" Joey continues his interrogation.
"No. Ben would have his own bed. We would have to move your dresser around and then try to squeeze the bed in where the dresser is."
"Oh just forget it then. I don't want another baby." Joey says, clearly exhausted at the idea of all the work that would go into having another baby.
Yep, Joey. Babies are work. But they are so worth it.