This morning as I was on my way to work, I saw Farmer C outside in the yard.
His parents have explained to him that J & I are having a baby, but he - like most 4-year-olds - is a little fuzzy on how this pregnancy works.
"Where's the baby now?" he innocently asks.
"In my belly." I reply.
He looks at me with frustration. "What's taking it so long to come out of there?"
I believe that he thinks the baby will just drop right out and immediately play cars with him. So, he's getting a little impatient! Already!