Max: "Mom, when am I going to have a baby brother?"
Me: "Not any time soon. And, even then, we don't know if you will get a brother or a sister."
Me: "Because you don't get to pick"
Max: "Where are we going to get some weeds?"
Me: "What? Weeds? What does that have to do with a baby-brother?"
Max: "Bobby told Flap-Jack (cartoon) that baby brothers come from Sea-WEEEEEDDSSS, so when are we going to get some weeds Mom?!?"
Me: "Not any time soon." 🙂