you want how many?

Yesterday we had a conversation that went something like this:

Setting: Kids are running wild, tearing at the Christmas tree, getting wedged in behind the speakers, making lots of noise. Steven is on the couch, Tiffany is sitting on the floor.

I changed my mind about having more kids. Now I just want one. You pick.
[steven and tiffany laugh because they are really funny]
Steven: [pauses, deep in thought]
Okay, the next one.


Tiffany said…
well lyla, since we have to keep them together . . .

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