Me: Holy crap! You know what I just realized?
Justin: What?
Me: I have no idea how to take care of a baby. That's going to be a problem. How the heck are we going to have a kid one day if I don't know how to take care of a baby
Justin: What?
Me: BABIES! I've never taken care of one! At least not by myself. Hey maybe we should borrow someone's baby.
Justin: Uh ok...
Me: You know, to see if we can take care of one. That would be kind of awkward though - asking one of our friends "Hey can we borrow your baby? We wanna see if we can keep it alive before we have one of our own."
Justin: ...
Me: OR!! We can dress up Kashi as an ugly little baby and practice on him.
Justin: ...
Me: Are you listening to me?
Justin: Yeah dress up Kashi.
Me: The only problem is that he doesn't cry. All he does and hump and snort.
(Silence while I imagine us having a baby that humps and snorts. For some reason I also picture him wearing a rainbow sweat band. Cue distraction)
Me: No way! That guy's name is Pujols?
Justin: Yes.
Me: POO-holes?
Justin: Yes.
Me: Haha. Pujols.
Justin: ...
Me: Hey babe ... I dare you to put your finger in Kona's Pujols.
Justin: I JUST WANT TO WATCH THE GAME!
And that is why I should never be forced to watch baseball.
A picture of our snorty, humpy practice baby
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