This morning Joshy (3 years) decided it was high time that Noah was returned to where ever he came from. “Mommy Noah wants to go to HIS house far away.”
“this is his house Joshy, he’s our baby” I said
“No, he misses his Mommy!” He replied
“Joshy honey, I’m Noah’s Mommy and your Mommy”
“You’re not his Mommy, you’re a FAKE!” he says

Oh my gosh, I just about died. Noah is my child I promise :) (I have the stretchmarks to prove it).