Jake: "You got 'wots' of yucky bumps on your face, Mom."
Me: "Thank you."
Jake: "You're welcome."
and
Jake: feeling my hair, "Why is your hair like that, Mommy?"
Me: "I let it go curly today."
Jake: nodding very sympathetically, "Oh...'cuz the wind blew it."
Me: "It looks that good, huh?"
and
Me: "The doctor will tell us next week if the baby is a boy or a girl!"
Jake: "But the doctor already pumped up your belly, right, Mom? (as in with a bicycle tire pump) It's very big."
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