One Mom

As Nicholas is brushing his teeth tonight, he said, "I have two moms, right?" I said, "No, I am your only mom." Then there was silence. So I said, "Well, what do you mean?" He said, "Jessica is like my mom, she makes my breakfast sometimes." So I said, "Um, I guess." Then while reading the bedtime book with Nicholas curled up under one arm and Christopher nestled into my lap, I started to cry. Just for the record, you only have one mom, Nicholas.