Declan snuggled his head up against my stomach last night.

“I used to live in here, I used to live in your belly,” he told me.

“That’s true,” I replied. “You were so tiny, and then you grew and grew until you were just too big to live in there anymore. ”

He hugged my midsection again, then put his hand on it, a bit of realization striking his face. Then he asked a question.

“What else can you make in your belly?”

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5 thoughts on “Momufacturing”

  1. too cute!!! i just love the stuff that kids think up. its like a whole new universe when viewed through their eyes.

    thanks for the comment on my blog. i love your blog. and great photo of the stove top with smiley faces in pot. it took me a moment to get it. have a great day!!!

  2. Whoops! I wrote an answer to this the other night, but must not have hit publish.

    My answer was something along the lines of “As far as I know, just people. But that’s pretty amazing.”

    I realize it would have been more exciting if I’d said “comets” or “car engines” or maybe “mummies,” but alas, I did not.

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