A few weeks ago Drew and I had the kids sit down next to us on the couch.  I pulled out this...

and asked the kids if they knew what it was.
Georgia piped right up, "Its a baby!"
Cooper "what?"
Georgia "Its a baby.  There's it's head, there's its legs and those are it's arms."
Cooper "Hu?"
Georgia "It's an ultra sound!"
Georgia starts bouncing up and down on the couch with a huge smile on her face. Cooper is still expressionless.
Cooper "So that's baby Tallulah."
Me "I went to the doctor today and this is what I got while I was there."
Cooper "He gave you a picture of baby Tallulah."
Georgia is bouncing up and down and shaking her head NO.
Me "The doctor took a picture of my tummy today, and this is what he found in it."
He finally got it.

Then later that night as Cooper and I were rollerblading he said out of the blue, "So are you going to have like 10 kids or something?"
Me "NO!"
Cooper "Well how many babies to moms normally have?"
Me, "I dont know, 2?"
Cooper "cause it seems like you have had enough babies.  When will you stop?"

Nice.  Can we just go back to talking about spiders and beetles please?