This conversation really happened. Please note that the use of the word guy or guys to represent potential siblings stems from an earlier conversation with Erin, in which she referred to the members of our family as guys. It is her word, not mine.
"Erin, do you think you're ready for a new little baby brother or little baby sister?"
"No Dadoo."
"NO!?!?! But you asked me the other day when we were going to have another guy in our family. You asked why we don't have 4 guys in our family. You said EVERYONE else has 4 guys in their families. Now you don't want another guy in our family?!?!"
Erin sighs her usual, talking-to-the-idiot-adult, exasperated sigh.
"Dadoo. I still want another guy in our family. I just don't want a little brother or a little sister."
"Oh no?"
"No. I want another big guy in our family."
"Well... that's not how it usually works, Erin. If you get another brother or sister, they will most likely be younger and smaller than you."
"Dadoo, you're not listening to me. I already TOLD you, I don't want another baby guy in our family!"
"But why not?"
"Because, Dadoo. If the new guy is smaller than me, than I can't have bunk beds, and I really want bunk beds."
"Wait... what? How did bunk beds come into this? What are you talking about?"
"Mommy said I can't have bunk beds until I have a sister or brother who is big enough to sleep in a bed. But babies can't sleep in a bunk bed. I have to wait for the baby to get big. But if the new guy is big already, than I can get bunk beds."
Well, at least she is finally open to the idea of having a sibling, even if it is to further her own, selfish ambitions of one day sleeping in a bunk bed.
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