When being the parent doesn’t mean you always say the right thing.

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Or, When are the real parents going to get here?

So the other night, C threw up. Unexpectantly. On the couch. With no movement towards the bathroom whatsoever.

Besides being annoyed that he’s eight years old and should know better, I was confused as to why he was also very upset and crying about it. Until I realized that he’s not the kid who usually throws up. In fact, he might not even remember throwing up in his life ever. So, in trying to comfort him, I said,

“It’s okay to throw up. Everyone does it. You’ll be fine. It’s perfectly normal.”

Still crying.

“Hey, remember when Felicity was in Mommy’s tummy?”

He nods his head.

“Well, I threw up like everyday. And I was fine!”

Silence.

“Oh! But that doesn’t mean you’re going to have a baby. That’s just……I’m gonna…go get Daddy now.”

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