If you read yesterday’s post, you know Gunnar is no longer thinking about trading Graceanna for Caleb. He is however, counting on Plan B– A new baby-boy-brother named Silas.
While driving to a friend’s house on Monday, Gunnar was chatting away and pelting me with questions as usual. He abruptly changed topics by saying, “When me, Graceanna, and Silas get big…”
I interupted, “What? What are you talking about?”
He repeated, “When me, Graceanna, and Silas get big…”
I again said, “What?! Who’s Silas?”
“My little brother Silas,” Gunnar said impatiently.
I wasn’t sure what to say, because until that moment I didn’t realize how seriously Gunnar wants another baby. I was kind of shocked and I probably should have stressed the point that I’m not sure a third child is in the plans for our family. Instead I told him that Daddy and I were the parents, that we would pick the name for our son, and it probably would not be Silas.
I realize now, that probably wasn’t too helpful in letting him know there may not be a baby number 3!
Oh well. Maybe he’ll start bugging Daddy about adding a little brother to the mix.