Mommy, I’m getting smaller. Look, my fingers are getting smaller and
smaller. It’s because every day we have lots of food, and I don’t want to
eat it. Every day we have lots of food, and then I eat as much as I want,
and then I get smaller and smaller. And I’m going to keep getting smaller.
And then, when I get all the way smaller, I’ll be born again. And then I’ll
have to go to the baby hospital.
Mommy? What’s so funny?