Musings.... that freak daddy out

In the car this morning, on the way home from playing, this is the conversation in our car:

LM: Oh NO!
Mommy: What, buddy?
LM: (Squeaker) is getting bigger and bigger. He is not going to be a baby any more.
Mommy: You are right. He is getting to be a big boy.
LM: Oh dear. What are we going to do?
Mommy: I don't know. He is getting older just like you.
LM: I guess we need a new baby then.
Mommy: Oh, really. We need a new baby?
LM: Yes we do. We need a baby once (Squeaker) gets bigger.
Mommy: So, where do we get a new baby from?
LM: From your tummy.
Mommy: Ah... you are right. I guess we should talk to Daddy about that one.
LM: Okay, I'll call him in a couple bits.

("couple bits" is his combo for "in a bit" and "in a couple minutes")

Yah, so we called Daddy at work and the Little Man relayed this message to him. I think it might have freaked Daddy out just a tad, but it was all in good fun. And, FYI, no new babies in our immediate future. :)