For some reason, 2 kids just don't make our lives crazy enough. This conversation occurred several months ago when E. was around 10 months old. A. is 19 months older.
A. easily grasped the concept of old and new when she was quite young. "Old milk" (e.g., a cup left sitting out too long) was something we didn't drink. We emphasized "new milk" to help her to learn not to drink spoiled milk.
Us: One day, A., we're hopefully going to have a new baby. You'll have a new little brother or sister!
A.: [Pointing to E.] That's the old baby. We're going to get a new one!
Us: Uhm, yes, A., but that doesn't mean E. is going away. We're going to have another baby. E. will still be here!
A.: [Secretly disappointed and silent.]
reflections on daddy-hood and other random things
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