J was playing with the infant bathtub, while B napped on the couch.
"Yook, Mommy! I'm in Bwidget's baff-tub!"
"I see that. But, you know, that's not really B's bathtub anymore. That's for little babies."
He points to snoring B. "There's a baby right there."
"B is a big baby. We don't have any little babies."
"We don't?"
"No, we don't. But we might someday [before I get phone calls & emails, this is a hypothetical 'someday'!]. Would you like more little babies?"
He furrows his eyebrows and thinks for a bit.
"Yes. I want more boys."
