Driving in the car, I was telling a story about when my sister was little.
Griffin: How old was I when that happened?
Rhys: Oh, you weren't even born yet. You were just a star in the sky.
Me: A star in the sky?
Rhys: Yeah, that's where you are before you're born.
Me: Really? How do you know?
Rhys: I just know.
Then, the other day, my friend Kelly was pushing Griffin on the swing.
Griffin: We don't have any babies at our house.
Kelly: Yeah, we don't either.
Griffin: My dad is William, and he says we can't have any more babies.
And, on Griffin's birthday, I was reminiscing about when he was born. After answering many questions about his birth, the kids said this:
Avery: I'm NEVER having any children.
Rhys: I'm going to have LOTS of grandbabies for my mama!
Me: Aww, Rhys, that's so sweet!
Rhys: And I'm going to go on trips every week so you can take care of them!
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LOL
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