As I sat nursing Tyler, Alan rode his tricycle up to me over and over again, pretending to be a UPS driver and delivering imaginary packages.
He would tell me what was in each box as I "unpacked" it.
Finally, in the last box, was:
a cell phone...
a new stove...
and....
another Tyler.
Betcha didn't know babies came from UPS. :)
Ahh, too cute. I guess the stork drives a big brown truck now:)
ReplyDeleteNow when the UPS truck passes the house, I will see it in a whole new light.
ReplyDeletehow very painless, yet so unfun!!
ReplyDeleteToo funny! I laughed out loud at that one.
ReplyDeletebtw, I had a baby in December who was due in January too.
Sometimes my UPS man seems frazzled. Now, I know why. The babies must be crying.
ReplyDeleteGives a whole new meaning to labor and 'delivery'
ReplyDeletelol!
ReplyDeleteHa! You guys are cracking me up! Thanks for chiming in. :)
ReplyDeleteSo that's why I've had the sudden lull in having babies...There's no UPS here! I wonder if they can come via the Mexican postal service, too????
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