“Hey, handsome~!”

“Eeep!”

“Sexy, right?”

“You, um, gave me quite the surprise!”

“So how about this baby making? I got all dolled up just for yooou~!”

“I have a feeling you’re not taking this seriously.”

“What are you talking about? I’m being super cereal right now!”

“Super cereal?”

“That’s what I said. Family planning is the most cereal thing ever!”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah! Now let’s both get cereal!”

“So, I was thinking, how about we have another baby?”

“What? Why would we do that?”

“I made a promise to my mother, Beau. She wants a Frances IV.”

“And you have to be the one to give her one becaaaause?”

“Because I’m Frances III”

“Okay, but we have Francesca. Close enough right?”

“We need to have a boy, Beau.”

“Well, when Francesca turns 18 we can ask her if she wants to-”

No!”

“Okay, okay. I was just kidding. Hmmm…”

“Yes?”

“Y’know, trying might be fun. As long as you take the reigns for this one, I’m game.”

“So a deal?”

Deal.”

“Thank you so much for coming over, Hannah. I don’t think Val has had a chance to introduce us.”

“Glad to be here. I heard you two had a son, is that right?”

“Yes, he’s our little Mason.”

“I am so sorry to hear that.”

“Huh? What’s wrong with us having a son?”

“What’s not wrong about you having a son? Sons are the worst!”

“Um, you’re kidding, right, Hannah?”

“Absolutely not! Boys are rude, selfish, and messy! Once they hit puberty they think it’s okay to view women as sexually attractive!”

“Um, Hannah? We find women sexually attractive.”

“Yeah, but… Boys are worse!”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Mason is incredibly sweet and we wouldn’t trade him for the world.”

“Suit yourself. Just keep him away from football.”

“But Mason loves football…”