Billy: Mummy, Jesus is going to put twins in your tummy.
Me: Is he?
Me: Well, we will see what Jesus gives us.
Billy: I LOVE twins. One for me (pointing to self) and one for you (pointing to Erin) [pause]
Oh and one for you 'istafa (Christopher) and one for you too Mummy.
Me: But twins are when two babies grow in a mummy's tummy, you said four babies, that's quads.
Billy: I want FIVE babies, no, TWENTY babies!!
Me (an itty bit stressed at the idea): But twenty babies won't fit in a mummy's tummy!
Billy: Well, you will just have to stack them up into your HEAD! Then you can push them out and I will take care of them!
If I have twenty babies at once, I AM having a tummy tuck afterward, no negotiations on that one.