On the way back to the hotel last week, after visting J&K and their new bundle of precious, we may or may not have had this conversation (I say may or may not because I am not entirely sure I wasn't dreaming this because W-T-F. OVER.):
Me: Man, I am soooooo not ready for all that! Did you even see me? His neck was all wobbly! I coulda like, broken his neck for pete's sake! I had NO idea what I was doing. OMG, sooooooooooooo not ready. Are you ready? You're not ready, right?
BF: [longer than OK pause]
Me: [Possibly shrieking, I can't be sure] YOU'RE READY FOR KIDS!?!?! ARE YOU SHITTING ME!?!?
BF: Well I...
Me: [Definitely shrieking now I am pretty positive, because WHAT THE F!] SERIOUSLY!!!!????!!!????
BF: I dunno... I just...
Me: [Mild Hyperventilating]
BF: I mean if we DID start, it wouldnt be...
Me: [Yes, definitely shrieking] W..Wa..WAIIITTTT A MINUTE
Me: Aren't you skipping a step here mister?
Me: MARRIAGE HELLO
BF: Oh... yeah. Well sure.
Me: WELL!? SURE!?
BF: Yeah but, you're definitely not ready though huh.
Me: [Brain exploding]