My daughter Eliza has become obsessed with babies.
Not these babies:
Eliza would rather put a fork in her eye than play with a doll.
But Eliza is quite keen on these kind of babies:
I have spent weeks explaining to Eliza that she is going to be the one and only baby in this household. I’ve tried the:
Mommy loves you so much, there is no room for another baby.
Eliza advises that we can make room for a baby, all I have to do is sleep on the couch.
Mommy is too old to have another baby.
Eliza quickly pointed out that she sees women with white hair all the time with babies and since my hair isn’t white yet, I am not too old.
Mommy has an ugly uterus (so ugly that my OB took a lovely photo, suitable for framing, since she had never seen one