Day One
"Mom?"
"What"
"What if Max and I didn't exist? Would that make you sad?"
"Yes, Hollis very sad."
"Oh"
Day Two
"Mom?"
"Yes, Hollis"
"Maybe Max and I don't exist"
"Hollis, I was there at the delivery. I am certain you exist."
"But what if you are dreaming, and Max and I are not real?"
Day Three
In a taunting tone . . . "You are dreaming, Max and I aren't real, you are dreaming, Max and I aren't real"
Lead chips are not that bad of thing for young children to eat. I wonder if it is too late.
My favorite question came from my son who was 5 at the time. “Mom, why are we real?” Me: “Ummmm…good question.”
So not only have you imagined kids, you’ve imagined uber-smart, philosophical, taunt-their-mother kids.
Wake up Heidi, wake up :)
Oh! The joys of motherhood?
…err…I mean “Oh, the joys of motherhood!”