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.

Tiffany:
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.



Comments

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

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