While getting dressed in her room this morning, I hear Ava state, in a very firm tone of voice:
"Gavin, will you PLEASE leave my room. I am feeling very pregnant today and I want some privacy."
A little while later, I asked her what she thought "pregnant" meant. She responded quite seriously,
"You know Momma, like stressed out and big bellied."
...And in conclusion, I may not have a jaw-dropping dollar amount in my bank account...but if wealth were measured by laughter instead, I'd definitely be one of the richest women in the world :-)
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