Child Number Two

(I am talking to my three-year-old son about his new little brother.)

Son: “Mommy, was it dark in your belly when brother was in there?”

Me: “Yes, it was.”

Son: “Did it ‘ouchy’ you when you pooped us out? It ‘ouchy’s when I poop sometimes.”

(He starts grunting as if he is pooping.)

Me: “I didn’t poop you guys out! I pushed you out.”

Son: “Where from? I only have a wiener and a butt!”