Bedtime Biology Lessons, and Other Conversations

M has been wearing this "hat" pretty much non stop for a week now

M: When John Paul comes out, then what baby you have in your tummy?
Ash: Um, no babies. That's kind of the point. At least for a while!
upon reflection I realized I have been pregnant for half of his life, and for 18+ of the last 24 months... so yeah, I guess it would seem like the status quo for him

playing with the dregs of his cereal
M: Look Mama, I'm stirring this into bread! Just like you!
(yep, if I'm mixing something in a bowl bread is a good guess!)

while I'm on my way out the door to teach a class
M: Bye! Have a good class! I love you! Be careful! There's a lot of bumps outside, you better be careful of the bumps!

at bedtime tonight, after songs when he is supposed to be cuddling quietly
M: Mama, snuggle me on my bed.
Ash: I can't lie on your bed right now, John Paul is in the way. Soon I'll be able to lie on your bed again.
M: When John Paul gets out?
Ash: Yes, when John Paul gets out.
M: after thinking for a moment Who's in Daddy's tummy?
Ash: Daddy doesn't have anyone in his tummy.
M: Not big boys, but little boys?
Ash: No, boys can't have babies in their tummies. Only mamas have babies in their tummies.
M: Who's in Grandma's tummy?
Ash: Grandma doesn't have a baby in her tummy.
M: Who's in Dene's tummy?
Ash: Can you tell me?
M: No you tell me.
Ash: Baby Rosser is in Dene's tummy!
M: in his most incredulous tone Baby Rosser?! And who's in your tummy?
Ash: You know who's in my tummy!
M: No you know.
Ash: John Paul is in my tummy.
M: in the same incredulous tone John Paul?!
Ash: Okay Michael, it's time to be quiet and go to sleep now.
M: And who's in trains?
Ash: Goodnight Michael.

Liam would like you to know that he says things every bit as clever/funny/ridiculous as Michael does,
and it is not his fault that no one understands him beyond "Da!" and "Toh!"