So the thing is ...
I desperately want more children.
When I asked Mr F if he wanted another kid he said "I'd rather die". And I kind of think he meant it.
Some of you probably know that we can't have more children. Well I can have more children... Mr F ?... not so much.
That was an intentional decision made with forethought and deep consideration.
Because we knew the time would come that I would forget how bad it was.
"Did you ever donate sperm to a sperm bank?" I ask one night.
"No." Mr F says somewhat incredulously.
"Well... way to think ahead." I remark then add...
"I guess it's time for me to get a 2nd husband."
I've almost convinced Mr F to adopt these three kids. Seriously. He's actually been talking about how we could finish our porch to make more bedrooms.