Same, Kid. Same.

When my son is seven, he starts telling my husband and me that he wants a baby brother or sister. One day, we are at a rather large family gathering. My sister is there with my niece, who is suffering due to teething and just having had vaccines yesterday, and she makes this suffering well known by screaming at the top of her lungs.

One of my relatives approaches my son and says she’s heard that he wants a little baby brother or sister. With a look of utter disdain that I think only kids can manage, he looks at my crying niece and then back to my relative.

Son: “Not if they sound like that, I don’t!”