My conversation with Miss M on the way home yesterday:
Miss M: When I grow up and I'm a mommy like you, will we still live together?
Me: I think you'll probably have your own house where you live with your babies.
Miss M: But will we live close to each other?
Me: I hope so.
And when I was in the bathroom later and she "invited" herself in because our bathroom door does not lock:
Miss M: (Noticing that my "mommy parts" are more mature than her parts)
I don't want that to ever happen to me.
Me: Well, you have a lot more years until you start to change.
Miss M: No, I don't want it to ever happen.
I don't blame you kid - it's scary to me sometimes too. Especially after two kids.