A former co-worker bumped into Hubby at the grocery store this weekend and said excitedly, "Congratulations on your big news!"
Mr. Intensity was nearby and grinned like the Cheshire cat. Blurting out of his enthusiasm, "Yeah, I learned to ride my bike without training wheels!"
Hubby and the co-worker exchanged knowing glances.
Later, Hubby convinced me that we needed to disclose the real big news to Mr. Intensity. The news that will rock his only-child-centered world: he's going to be a big brother.
We sat him down and said simply, "Next year Momma is going to have a baby."
He slowly smiled then said, "How do you know?"
Hubby said, "Momma took a test."
What kind of test? Where did you take this test? Where did you get the test? How do you know it will be next year?
Mr. Intensity is very concerned about this test.
Hours later he came to me again asking about the validity of the test. He wanted to know more in-depth about the test. How did I know to take this test?
It was all I could do not to laugh out loud. Love him.