Sitting in the comfy chair in his room, Reid and I got completely off-topic in our pre-bedtime-stories conversation.
Him: "Mommy, I want a dog. A dog and a baby."
Me: "You want a dog AND a baby?"
Him: "Yes, I love babies. I want Henry's baby."
Me: "You want Baby Margo to be yours?"
Me: "You take good care of Baby Margo."
Him: "Yes. I say, (in his best baby voice) 'Hiiieee Baby Maaaahhhgooooo!'"
Me: "Well I don't think we can get baby Margo."
Him: "We can buy our own baby."
Me: "You want to go buy a baby from the store?"
Him: "Yes. Like Aunt Sara buyed Margo."
Me: "Where do you think Aunt Sara bought Margo?"
Him: "I don't know. Where do you buy babies?"
Me: "Do you think I bought you at the store? Remember how we talked about how God put you in my belly? Maybe you should talk to God about it."
Him: "I'll go talk to God and he would put a baby in my belly? I don't want a baby in my belly!"
Me: "Well I'm glad we've cleared that up! And now on to the books!"