Scene....in the car on the way home from swimming at the YMCA, Abrielle suddenly breaks down in tears...
Mental Status...Everyone a little too tired
Me: "Abrielle, What's the matter?"
Abrielle (Wailing): "Someday there's going to be two mommies."
A: "Someday there's going to be two mommies. You and me..."
Me: "But why are you crying? Don't you want to be a mommy?"
A: (Wailing louder) "Noooooo!!! I don't like to drive around and serve dinner!!!!"
There you have it. The sum of my existence according to my about-to-be-4 year old.....