Yesterday…on film….a baby beluga was born at the Vancouver Aquarium.
The children were riveted.
Then it came….
Adam: “Mom, how did YOU get a baby in you?”
(FUCK)
(Geez kid, haven’t you walked in enough on us to figure it out!?)
(Fuck)
(You are only 6 – Do I really have to deal with this?)
(Thoughts of all the great bulltwaddle stories I have read from other parents rush into my brain)
(Sigh)
“Weeeel, daddy has a seed of sorts that need to go in the eggs in mummy…you er, mix em together and it makes a baby.”
Adam: “Seeds? But how do they get in you”
( I waffle for a bit here)
Adam then points south on me….”in there???” Snigger snigger.
‘Um, yes..in there.’
I wait for the next part of the equation…..how? But it does not come.
Phew….
But seriously…this boy has charged in to our room (WE DON’T HAVE A LOCK – it is a rental!!) countless time….laughed and carried on with whatever story he has to tell ignoring our em..state.
Could he NOT figure it out.
Thanks Baby Beluga.
Please don’t die…..it was bad enough with the follow up story on the news about the beached DEAD dolphins.
Well, start preparing, because I’M SURE the next time he asks, he’ll want to know more.
Thanks for the laugh. 🙂
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I’m giving mine likely too much info to hopefully avoid said situation. Cause it always happens in public.
And the barging in! ARGH!
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I thought I would dodge the bullet by being completely forthright with my daughter. When she was 3 we got a really great book (for that age) which explains body parts (and the maturing thereof), how babies are made (and how it happens) and how they get “out”. She was fascinated and we read the book about 800 times in the two weeks we had it from the library.
Phew, I thought. At least I won’t have to deal with the dreaded question “Where do babies come from?” when I’m not calm and prepared to talk about it.
About six months later she pipes up with “How do babies get in your tummy mommy?” DAMN IT. Kids memories are only good when it involves the location and distribution of candy. So we pulled out the book again. It’s called “So That’s How I Was Born” (http://www.amazon.ca/So-Thats-How-Was-Born/dp/0671783440/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1213293466&sr=8-2). It’s quite good for young ones. It’s been around since I was a kid but it was the best thing I found for explaining the birds and the bees to preschool aged kids.
*snort*
Yeah, those are the most awkward moments. There’s always the question of ‘how far do you go?’.
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When I asked I already knew. I just enjoyed making my mother explain it.
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grow up so fast eh?
*snicker.
thanks for the laugh;
so far I’m banking on the stork. My Niece has had most questions answered with “God did it”
why is the sky blue? babies? ramen noodles?
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Boo has only asked how it gets out. So I showed him my caesar scar. Yeah, I know it was a cop out.
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