Today after lunch Isaac and I were sharing a lounge chair in the shade at the edge of our lawn. He was in my lap, facing me, with his head resting on my shoulder. He was getting a little sleepy, so I jokingly asked him if he wanted to have his nap outside.
"Could we sleep out here all night, too?" he asked.
"Sure," I said. "We can stay out here all day and all night, just like this."
"Then after Christmas when our baby is born, we can come right back out here, just like this," he said.
"We might need to make room for our baby on the chair too," I said. "She'll need someone to hold her."
Isaac considered this for a moment. "My Daddy can hold the baby," he said.
Ah. "Our" only goes so far, I see.
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