She has this new baby thing all figured out.
/A conversation between me and my three year old daughter:
Me: What’s in Mommy’s tummy?
Clara: A baby! A cute little baby!
Me: And when the baby is born, what will you be?
Clara: A big sister!
Me: That’s right. Will you help us take care of that little baby?
Clara: No, Mommy will take care of the baby.
Me: But Clara, big sisters can take care of babies, too.
Clara: No, Mommy will take care of the baby.
Me: If you won’t help us take care of the baby, what will you do then?
Clara: Play.