Tonight I went to my one and only nephew's 3rd birthday party. Turns out he hates birthdays and opening presents and people singing to him. And he really, really hates when people dance. However, the highlight of the night was when Brooke and I sat by him on the floor while he played with each of his seventy five new tractors and I asked him questions. Went like this:
Adrienne: Stockton, which one of us looks more like a boy?
Stockton: Hmmm... Brooke! (And then he'd look at me...) Adrienne!
Adrienne: Which one of us is your favorite?
Stockton: Hmmm... Brooke! (Brooke would cheer...) Adrienne!
Adrienne: Which one of us has had more sandwiches?
Stockton: Hmmm... Brooke! Adrienne!
Adrienne: Which one of us looks more like a dog?
Stockton: Hmmm... Dad!
Since there will only be one grandchild in the family, at least that one is funny.
PS Samantha Hunter, this is not your post. There will be another. Cross my heart.