Avery: "Can we go for a walk?"
Me: "Sure, sweetie. When Dad gets home we'll go for a walk."
Avery: "With boys?"
Briar: "Mom, is the baby out of your belly yet?"
Me: "Not quite, honey, but soon."
Briar: When your belly is broke then it'll come out?"
Me: "Kind of."
Briar: "And mama, then I'll put tape on your belly 'til it's better."
Me: "I love you."