Thursday, May 13, 2010

Making It Worse

I have already discussed how LP is well aware of how babies arrive in the world and I thought that would be enough to satisfy her curiosity for a while.

Alas, I was wrong.

It started a few weeks ago as we drove to the dry cleaner (why is it always when we are going to the dry cleaner?):

"Mom? How do babies get INTO your belly?"

"Magic." And then I changed the subject.

A few nights later as I got the girls dressed after their bath:

"Mom? How do babies get in your belly?"

"LP! Come here! I have something to show you," the Hoos called out from the other room, attempting to save me from the inevitable.

Finally, the other night, I relented.

"Mom? How do babies get in your belly?"

"Magic." (Dude, they say on cribs all the time 'this is where the magic happens' isn't that what they mean?!)


"Okay, when a mommy and daddy love each other very much they make a baby."

"But HOW?!"

"Ummm, a little piece of daddy and a little piece of mommy smoosh together and multiply and that makes a baby."

"Oh," she said thoughtfully. I was thankful for the respite, until...

"When I get big I am going to smoosh against someone to make a baby."



Tiffany said...

Oh my goodness! I have able (so far) to avoid that topic with my 5 year old! When I mention time before she was born like when we got married or went to this place she will ask "Where was I" I say, you weren't born yet. Then she says - I was in your tummy. Well if so that would be the world's longest pregnancy! But I tell her yes because even if she wasn't a fertilized egg she was still an egg in my ovary - so technically I am not lying!

Wenderina said...

priceless as usual.