River: Because that is why a girl gets a big stomach. She is holding an egg in there with the baby in it.

Me: Ohhhhh, I see.

River: Yup. But NOT ME because I am a boy.

Me: Right.

River: Right. Boys don’t HATCH the eggs.

Me: Right!

River & Owen: UGH. I WISH WE COULD HATCH THE EGGS.

Me: Yeah! Must feel cool to have a baby inside you, right? Neat.

River & Owen: Sigh.

River: Anyway, I’m marrying three girls.

Me: Um. I think you can only marry one at a time.

River: NO, YOU CANNOT! You can marry three!

Me: Um. I am not sure about that.

River: (slowly, wondering) Well…you want to pick the nicest person, right?

Me: Well, yes! That’s a great quality. You want to pick someone nice and someone who’s fun to be around. You spend a lot of time with them so you want to like them a whole lot. Pick a good person.

River: RIGHT! THEN I AM PICKING THREE GIRLS!

Me: Okay. You let me know how that goes.

Owen: Laura, who did you pick?

Me: Oh. Um. I haven’t picked anybody to marry yet.

River: LAURA. You should pick someone!!!

Me: Dude! I know! Calm down. I’m only 27.

Owen: 27!?!?!? OH MY GOD. YOU NEED TO PICK SOMEONE!!!!