Tonight the Boogie told me, "When Pheeboo gets growed up big, we can get another baby!"
"Oh, really?" I asked. "What will its name be?"
"It will be ... Krayta!"
"I see," I said, "and will it be a girl baby or a boy baby?"
"It will be a girl baby, like Pheeboo," she laughed.
"A girl baby! Then we will have a lot of girls."
"No," she shook her head, "we will have three girls." Aha. I stand corrected.
"But what if we have another baby and it's a boy baby?" I asked her.
She thought about that for a minute. "I guess, then, we will have three ... children. And then we'll get ANOTHER baby and we will have ..." more thinking "... FOUR CHILDREN!" *jumping up and down*
I put an alarmed look on my face. "Four children? That's a lot of children. You are going to have to help me take care of them. I'm going to need a lot of help."
"I will," she nodded solemnly. "I will help you. I'm a good helper."
I have to put it in writing so I can remind her someday, when she's older and much-relied-upon!