The following is a conversation I had with my 8-year-old sister last night, while at the pharmacy waiting to pick up my Estrace refill, my hopefully wonder-drug Prednisone and some OTC baby aspirin:

Allie Sue: “Why do you need baby aspirin? That’s for babies.”
Me: “Well, yes, but sometimes it helps adults, too.”
A: “Should I still be praying for you to have babies?”
Me: “Oh, yes, Allie you need to be praying a lot right now for those babies to come.”
A: “You had babies in your tummy. But then they died. In your tummy.”
Me: “Yes, that is true. God brought them back to heaven because he needed them.”
A: “Maybe they were too perfect. Or maybe… maybe they would have been mean!”
Me: “I’d go with the first one, kid, I think they were just too perfect.”
A: “Why do you need medicine to have babies? Most people just have babies and they don’t need any medicine. They just wait and wait until it’s time for them to have babies and then they have them!”
Me: *Sigh* “You’re right, honey. I guess I’m just impatient. I want them now!”
A: “OK. Can I have chicken?”

Sometimes, you just have to laugh. Also, I wanted this conversation recorded for posterity.