Last night was The Boy's last fall baseball game. It was a fun season.
On the way home he was telling The Little Boy about night time and he said,"How old was I when we got Aaron?".
"You were three."
"No. When we got him. You know when we got him out of your belly."
Larry and I just looked at each other and chuckled. Like we picked out a dog or something.
Today The Little Boy cracked me up too and I thought to myself that I must remember what he said. Here we are and I don't remember. Sigh....the joy of being the second child. But we did play at the park today, it was beautiful out.