(Birth) DS, 4: Mummy, when are you going to have a baby in your tummy?
Mo: my tummy's broken, darling, and I can't have another baby in it, but a nice lady is helping us to look for a baby.
DS: when are they getting here? It's taking ages
Mo: well we can't just have any baby, we need to find the one that needs us to be their family and you to be their big brother.
DS: I want to be their big brother, but I hope they don't wake me up at night.
Mo: well, babies do sometimes cry at night, but I'll cuddle it quickly so it doesn't wake you up.
DS: I know! I've still got my baby drinking cups! I'll lend them to him as so he can have a drink.
So that's all sorted then.