So tonight I called Daniel to get his professional opinion about the computer driver that Caylee knocked off-track and now won't close. Our conversation was moving into a deeper conversation about his blog when Brevin (who was hiding out in my room to avoid bed time) and I have this exchange.
Me: blah, blah, blah, blah about the blog
Me: and blah, blah
Me: Blah? Blah, blah, blah, and blah
Brevin: Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom
Me: What Brevin?
Brevin: [silently looks at me since he's surprised to have my attention] Um . . .
Me: What is it? [I'm all impatient since he's interrupting me. When he paused I honestly thought he was going to just give me a kiss or tell me he loves me since I have called on him and he didn't really have anything prepared for when I finally acknowledged him]
Brevin: Um . . . Why do you look so fat? [And at this point he reaches up and caresses my belly]
Me: What? I thought you were going to say something nice now that you have my attention!
Brevin: Well, it's just that your tummy is so big.
Me: Thanks Brevin. [Daniel is laughing now.]
Brevin: It looks like you're going to have another baby.
OH YEAH! I can tell those early morning workouts at the gym are making a BIG freakin' difference!
Whatever. I still love the little stinker!