[while pointing at my shirt] G: Momma, down. Ball!
S: He thinks you have a ball under you shirt.
Me [while straightening the shirt and pointing to the belly]: No, buddy. Baby!
G [continuing to point]: BALL!
S [defensively]: I didn’t teach him that!
Oh yeah, this sure doesn’t give a pregnant woman a complex or anything.
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