No baby

Today while Landon was riding his scooter around outside, I was enjoying the 90 degree September day in a tank top (which was fitted) and comfy capris, when along comes Landon who stops and says, "Mommy you are going to have another baby? Your tummy is getting bigger." And then he rode off. And for the record, I am not having another baby - perhaps I should lay off the bread and butter and jelly combo?