I love the boy, I do I do I do.
You know I do, right?
That said, the running in circles circus that is having an infant at home is just the most extraordinary birth control. Some days it makes me want to clamp my uterus shut for all eternity.
So the other night, one of Nick's colleagues said, "You know how you guys refer to him as "The Boy"? What if you have another boy? Then what will you call him?"
I looked sideways at Nick, who has every intention of impregnating me again, and said, "Well, if we DO have another child, we'll be buying him or her from Thailand. So the gender won't be any surprise."
She laughed, thinking I was joking, and said "And then you can name him something like Maddox. You can be very Angelina Jolie!"
"In fact, maybe we'll just call him Angelina."
"But then he'll ask you why all the kids at school tease him about his name."
"Not if we never teach him English."