The Mother-in-Law (MiL) is on holiday with us and we've been having a few (nice) conversations about future responsibilities. For example, we were on a walk and W was getting very tired...
W: I'm carrying extra weight now. Phew.
Me: You OK?
W: Yeah, I'll be fine.
Pause, we stop walking.
W: Nine months I'll be carrying this around.
Me: I know. I'll do my bit. I'll do all the carrying when it's born.
MiL: Sounds good.
Me: I reckon til about 18 months should do it.
MiL: Yes, but you've got to remember that she's doing it continuously, day and night.
Me: Oh, alright then. About... 3 years?
W: Yeah but when you carry, you're probably not going to be doing it for more than an hour at a time.
MiL: If it's going to be even, then about 8 years total should do it.
Me: Crikey!
W: (smiles)
Me: I can see why you're tired.
W: I've racked up about 4 years so far
Me: Mind you, 4 years and it'll be walking....
W: There'll be plenty of other things for you to do...
Me: I'm sure.
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