A couple kids in this house have undertaken a serious lobbying campaign in the last couple of weeks.
The kids have made past efforts to persuade me to get them a fish, a kitty (Isaac and Sam), a turtle (Alex), a snake (Isaac), a horse (Amelia), a dog (Amelia), a sheep (Amelia), a rabbit (Amelia), a hamster (Amelia), a guinea pig (Amelia). Do you see a pattern here?
But this request is different. It went like this:
Sam: Mommy, when are we going to have a new baby in our house?
Me: *stunned silence*
Sam: Mommy, we NEED to have a new baby. I'm really good at holding babies. I've been practicing! At that point he ran off, and I regained my ability to speak.Sam came back from his room cradling his doll, Baby Natalie."See, Mom? See how good I am with babies?" he said. Dang, he was so cute my uterus contracted.
A couple days later Amelia started in about wanting a baby in the house. When I told her Sam was asking for a new baby, too, she took a different angle.
"What kind does he want?" Amelia said. I told her he didn't say. "He wants a girl," she announced. "Because I really need a sister, Mom. Puh-leeeze?"
Look, whining and pestering doesn't get you what you want in this house. ESPECIALLY when what you want is a new baby.