“We need to have kids,” he said.
“We aren’t ready for kids,” she said.
“We need a dog,” she said.
“I don’t want dog hair on everything,” he said.
Really? REALLY? We live on a farm. In an old house. Everything is covered in far worse than some dog hair.
“We’ll never agree on a name,” he said.
“We should name her Lucille.”
“No. [Insert a pause that seemed just short of forever.] How about Darla?”
“Darla is a good name. We can name her Darla.”
And so, for the umpteenth time, I shocked the shorts off Farmer Lee, and Darla Gauker will be joining us in her new home on the farm in the next week! And we couldn’t possibly be prouder parents. 🙂