R-ism of the Day

Ever since we found out that we were expecting a baby, R has insisted that she has a baby in her tummy as well.  Her baby, coincidentally enough, is a little boy she's planning on naming B.  I had my glucose test done today and the nurse let her take a little sip of the solution so she could get her 'sugar' tested as well.  She opted out of the blood test.  She has often told me that the baby is growing in her belly, making her tummy sore.
Well tonight, Daddy caught her out of her bed playing after we put her to bed.  Her reason for being out of bed?  "The baby was pushing on my bladder."