Leo blows my mind sometimes. Out of the park. Out of this world.
Out of the blue he will say something that is so not up his alley.
Sometimes he'll say things that would more likely come out of my alley.
Sometimes he'll say something that goes like this:
Him: "Babe, you know...when (insert step daughter's name here) leaves, Isabella is going to be lonely. She's going to miss having someone to play with."
Me: "Yes, honey. You are right. Poor Isabella. Guess I need to get out there and meet some other moms."
What I'm actually thinking: You mean I actually have to TALK to some of these women that I see at the park?! Nope. No way. Not happening. I tried to join a "Mom's Playgroup" when we first moved to this small town. Before I could even go to a meetup they e-mailed that they were too full for new members. WTF?! How do you overflow a freaking playgroup that has 90+ members?!?! Do you NOT remember any of that, Leo? And now you want me to get to know them?? Thanks, but no. No way. Not now. Not EVER.
Him: "No honey. I think she needs a little brother or sister."
Me: "Are you serious?!?!"
Him: "Yeah, I am."
Me: "Okay. Well, okay."
What's even crazier was this was during this week.
You know, teething hell?
But you know what my friends?
I think we may be ready.
Because honestly, are any of us ever really, actually, truly ready?