The Things They Say
Little Boy and I- we stand alone together in a darkened Great Room on a Sunday Evening Family Night.
He reaches up and places one small hand on a belly covered in pink (yes bright pink fleece) and it is mine.
“Why is your belly so puffed out?” He asks, shy smiling.
“Because the twins are in my belly!” I say. And grin.
Blue eyes wide. “They are in your belly?” He asks wonder and yes he has been told this before.
Why is your belly so puffed out… The Things They Say.