When I was 3ish, I was told we were gettin' a baby.
Yea!! I wanted a baby sister!!
I had her name picked out and a back up plan for if SHE was twins!!
Well the big day came, Mom and Daddy went to get me my baby sister and I went to Granny's.
I was over the moon! I'm gettin' a baby sister!!!
Daddy had to tell me the bad news.
I had a baby brother.
"Send it back."
"We can't do that."
"Yes you can. Just send it back."
He was my daddy!
He could do anything!!
If we got something from the grocery store we didn't like we took it back!!
And seriously, all I had to do was stomp my foot and pout....That works with Roy Too.
And that was when he explained to me where babies came from...
"In Heaven, there is a conveyor belt that all babies ride on and whatever drops off the end, is what you have to take home."
If he came from Heaven.... I had a baby brother. So be it.
So... I had just gave birth to EdithAnne, though I was on the table with my legs in a stir-ups and was exhausted, I was mentally doing double back flips!!
I had my baby girl.
And my mother whispers in my ear, "That's becuz your daddy is workin' that conveyor belt."
Oh and you may want to know how the babies get their bellybuttons, the angels workin' the Conveyor Belt pokes each baby, 'boop! You're done.' and they drop off end.
Sounds reasonable to me.