I'm Already Booked, Thank You

The cute and odd things the children are going to say about my pregnancy have begun.

John and Mary often "sign us up" for things. They carry about little papers and pencils and "sign up" Mama to attend a play or Daddy to go to lunch or something like that.

Today I was working in the kitchen when John walked in and pronounced: "I signed up me, Mary, and Miss Rachel to go under the table. I didn't sign you up because you're going to have a baby after Mary's birthday and after my birthday and after Christmas. If you've had a baby before, you can't go under the table."

And he turned on his heel and left.

I don't know what it means to go under the table, but I guess I'm not going there.