Willa and Henry were on either side of me, happily nibbling on peanut butter and jelly and chatting with each other.
"I am a very lucky mom," I told them, "I have two wonderful kids."
Willa's eyebrows knitted together. "Mom... am I one of them?"
"How many kids do I have, Willa?"
"Well, then you are, right?"
"Good, I hoped so."
Henry laughed and threw his shoes on the floor.