No Baby

The children are in charge of the dishes with my supervision, 10 y.o. for sink dishes, 5 y.o. for loading and unloading the dishwasher.

D: I'm tired of unloading the dishwasher.
Me: Well, just hope that we have another baby and wait five years.

D: I'm not gonna wait five years!
Me: Why not?

D: Cause the baby can do it.
Me: You think a baby can load a dishwasher?

D: Yeah, but Mama's not gonna have a baby anyway.
Me: Why not?

D: Cause she's not gonna.
Me: Who told you that?

D: Nobody, I just know.
Me: How do you know?

D: Cause we don't have three beds.
Me: We've got ten beds! Three just in the kids' rooms. 

D: What, the baby's gonna go in A's room?
Me: Oh no no, certainly not. You're going to go in A's room and the baby will go in your room, which will henceforth be know as the baby's room. 

D: Well, but there's a special baby bed. That I slept in. Remember?
Me: Sure, sure, the crib. So the baby sleeps in the crib for a year in our bedroom, then moves to your room and you move to A's room.

D: Well, I'm going to take all my stuff with me!
Me: Okay. 

D: And I'm going to take all my things that I like with me too!
Me: Okay. 

D: But she's not gonna have a baby anyway.