Riley stayed under the covers this morning, calico cat purring at her feet. I climbed in to snuggle, hoping gradually to get her moving. Tanya stretched and walked within petting distance and Riley's hand came out from under the covers to reach for her.
Groggily, she said, "Mommy, I wish we could put Tanya's uterus back in, so she could have kittens."
I don't know about you, but I'm pretty sure I wasn't throwing the U word around at the age of nine.