In a conglomoration of all the things he has learned and wanted... this is the conversation I overheard him having in the Doctor's waiting room the other day. As I sat with my nose in a Golfing magazine while he talked to the mom of a new baby that was entrancing him, with her tiny toes sticking out from the carrier.

Bear: "Is she going to have brothers and sisters?"

OtherMom: "She already has one of each, they are older."

B: "Oh. I have lots of brothers and sisters. Lots and lots."

OM: "You do?"

B: "Yeah. In my mommy's tummy. But I'm the only one who ever got born."

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1 Could chuckling be heard from behind the Golf magazine?

Posted by: ieatcrayonz at August 08, 2006 05:41 AM (FLJz9)

2 he is the cutest thing evah -don't tell my kids okay

Posted by: cursingmama at August 08, 2006 07:33 AM (PoQfr)

3 I havenÂ’t told my daughter about my miscarriage. I don't know why or if I will. I'm torn between loving the sentiment and being sad for you and for him for all those lost (potential) brothers and sisters.

Posted by: mommytowahid at August 09, 2006 01:19 PM (XWrmY)

4 Oh...those kids!

Posted by: Angela Giles Klocke at August 22, 2006 01:03 AM (DQjG/)

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