Evelyn comes streaking through my office and sees a onesie with airplanes and fire trucks on it.
Evelyn: Heeyyyyyyy, Daddy. I wanna wear this for my nap.
Me: Evie that’s not yours.
Evelyn: Whose is it?
Me: That’s your baby brother’s.
Evelyn: I have a baby brother? Heeeyyyyyyy, mommy. Daddy says I have a baby brother.
Christy: You do, but he’s not here yet. God hasn’t finished making him.
Evelyn: Daddy, mommy says my baby brother not here yet, so I wear this for my nap.