“We are going to be pregnant soon”, I say.

“I know! I’m so excited! I want to do everything for you and take care of you. Like that couple you talk about–the one who brings her breakfast in bed and puts her to sleep and wakes her up for snacks.”

“Oh, you mean Momai & Mombi? You want to be sweet to me and then I can blog about you being sweet?” [like this and this and this]

“No, I do NOT want you to blog about me. If you are going to blog about me, then I’m going to be mean to you so you won’t blog about me.”

“Oh, reeeeeallly? Then I’m going to blog about you wanting to be mean to me so I won’t blog about you.”