My boy is smart. Really smart. So smart he knows to lay in wait until his sisters are nice and happy with what they are doing and then begin the teasing spree.
So, as I said, my boy is pretty good at figuring things out. During one of our snuggle times, he was looking at some pictures that I keep on my bedroom mirror. He was quite interested in the one I have of my nine-months-pregnant-with-Reilly belly shot. He stares at at it for a bit and then he says to me 'mommy, that's a picture of me when I was growing in your belly!' I smile and tell him that he's right and he goes on to say 'yeah and growed really really big and then I was a baby and then you got me out of your belly mom cuz I was big mom and you got me out of your belly mom and you got me out of your belly with a shovel'
See? I told you I have smart kids.
