While sort of having breakfast this morning (bacon, eggs & coffee for the adults, apple juice popsicle for Fuss) we wandered into a conversation about his time in the womb. He was reluctant to give the Wife a taste of his popsicle because "my lips have been on it."
I pointed out that the Wife had carried him inside of her body for nine months and she cried out "we are the same flesh!"
"When you were in mama's tummy you'd kick and kick all night long, and when we'd hold each other you'd kick my butt."
Fuss considered for a moment.
"Dada, I was BORN to stay up all night!"
"And Dada? I was BORN to kick your butt!"
It's funny cuz it's true.