Picture Jaclyn and I driving home from swimming lessons. This drive only takes 2 minutes at most. Out of the blue this conversation begins:
J: "Was I at your wedding?"
Me: "No, you weren't born yet."
J: "Was I in your tummy?"
Me: "No, not yet."
J: "Well how do I get in your tummy? From your pee pee?"
Me: "After you get married you can have a baby. And babies come out by a place by your pee pee but not until you are older."
J: "How do you make a baby?"
Me: "Well, uh, you see, when you are married there is something you can do to make a baby."
Me: "Well, it is hard to explain right now. When you are a little bit older we can explain it better." sigh, ugh
Boy, I sure handled that well.
I always try to answer the question without too much detail. She has always wondered about babies being in tummys but the point blank question of how do you make a baby was a new one today.
I did ask her after we had changed to subject if she was ok with the whole baby thing and she said yes. So I was able to dodge any other questions on this day.
At least she still thinks she can marry me and live with me forever...
Even if she has to marry a boy...(boys are bad you see--good thing she doesn't have a brother)