So, lately, it seems that everyone is pregnant.
Apparently, the children have noticed.
Case in point:
Abby keeps sticking her baby dolls up her shirt and waddles around the house holding her tummy(baby) and her back.
She was doing this a couple days ago, and was talking to Alma, telling him that her baby was all done growing and needed to come out. Alma said that he couldn't "be the doctor today, I have a baby in my tummy too" as he stuck a baby up his shirt too.
As Alma was positioning his baby, Abigail is laying on the bed talking about how her baby needed to come out and that it was 'time'. Ammon walked over, said "doctor" and then pointing to her tummy "baby".
Immediately after, Ammon leans over, grabs the baby's foot pulls it out of Abby's 'tummy' and yells "BABY! ....BOY!"
Just for the record, we are not pregnant. Nor are we trying (although I do have a tendency to give my mom bi-annual panic attacks when I 'hint' that I may, or may not be with child - love you, Mom!).
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