The best way to convince your husband to let you go to North Korea is to pretend to be hankering for another baby. It was working, until I began to try it on other things.
"I really want to have another baby," I told him.
"No you don't--come on you were a horrible, evil pregnant woman. I thought for sure that something terrible was in there-like a Kraken or that zombie baby from dawn of the Dead."
"I was wonderful! In all the pictures I look so happy!"
He shook his head.
"You don't remember. You were demonic." He began to get nervous, as I held our friends babies and smiled up at him.
"Just smell his little head! Isn't he wonderful? let's do it again!"
He backed away, then, slowly out of the room to go drown his sorrows in a Ping Pong game.
"But maybe I could be happy if I just bought these shoes from Anthropologie."
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