A baby boy...

As I was out doing my monthly grocery shopping today, my cell phone rang. It was my husband. He had something to tell me about a baby boy. Here's how the conversation went:

Me: Hello?
DH: Hi. Well, I wanted to let you know that "they" called and wanted to know if we'd take a newborn baby boy.
Me: What?
DH: Yeah, and at first they said it would just be for the weekend, but then they said it would be a little longer, but it is temporary, oh, and I told them yes, I hope that's okay.
Me: What?!?! Are you kidding...you said yes!!?? I never say yes to a foster care call without calling you first.
DH: Well, you love kids, so I thought it was okay.
Me: And where are we going to put this baby? We don't even have an extra crib right now.
DH: We'll make room.
Me: I can't believe this, I really don't know how we'll handle three babies at once...
DH: April fools...!!
Me: Thank God! I really was not looking foreward to that, and oh, yeah, you got me good!
DH: Laughing...