Shep's Confusing Morning

This past Sunday, BJ and I kept our neighbor's 2-year-old daughter. Due to some work scheduling changes, he needed a babysitter for Sundays. She was dropped off at around 7:00, so when Shepherd crawled out of bed 45 minutes later, he was surprised to see a little girl he'd never met on the couch. So he came into the kitchen where I was preparing breakfast and asked, "Mommy, did the baby come out of your belly last night?" Suffice it to say, he hasn't quite figured out this whole having-a-baby thing yet.