We're having a day home from preschool/daycare and work because Daven had a rough night with a tummy that just wouldn't settle. While sick days from my childhood were spent watching The Price is Right, we've been spending our day watching movies on Netflix. By his request, we turned on Baby's Day Out, a movie from the 90s about some bad guys kidnapping a baby and end up getting outsmarted by an infant.
"Momma, I want a baby sister. "
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah and I will want to name her Rocket Raccoon even though she won't actually be a raccoon; she'll be a baby. "
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