"If you can hold on, hold on"
Me: It's not good.
Me: The whole thing. It's just not good.
Him: Well of course its not. But it is what it is.
Me: It's hard to see those perfect, normal children
Him: I want a normal kid.
Me: I know you do, babe. Me too.
Him: I think we should try.
Me: We did. It didn't work.
Him: Maybe we didn't try hard enough?
Me: We tried.
All this on the drive home tonight... while The Killers serenaded us courtesy of the radio.