You have this new baby thing all figured out.

A conversation between me and you, little one:

Me: What’s in Mommy’s tummy?

You: A baby! A cute little baby!

Me: And when the baby is born, what will you be?

You: A big sister!

Me: That’s right. Will you help us take care of that little baby?

You: No, Mommy will take care of the baby.

Me: But Clara, big sisters can take care of babies, too.

You: 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?

You: Play.