Pregnant With Laughter

(I am maybe four or five. I have massive allergy issues. I come out of my room, sit down at the breakfast table, and interrupt my parent’s conversation.)

Me: “Guys. I think I know what’s wrong with me.”

Dad: “Oh?”

Me:  *dead serious* “I have morning sickness.”

(At this, my parents burst out laughing, and that became the joke they told all the family members. I was very confused and it wasn’t until I was in middle school that I realized why they were laughing!)