~A couple of weeks ago~
Campbell: Mommy, I fink I am going to have a baby in my tummy.
Me: Someday, I bet you will.
Me: Go ask your daddy.
C: Daddy, when can I have a baby in my tummy?
Alan: When your 26. (I thought he would say something like 40!! or over my dead body)
C: Mommy, 26 is a long time after 4 isn't it?
Me: Yes. (Thank goodness!!)
~This morning on the way to school~
C: Mommy, how do dogs get to people?
Me: Remember how we went and picked up Ripley at Miss Laura's house?
C: (Disgusted) No, how do they grow up to people?
Me: They don't. They grow up into dogs.
C: (Even more disgusted) No. Do dogs come out of people's tummies?
Me: No, puppies come out of Mommy dogs' tummies?
C: What about cows?
Me: Baby cows come from Mommy cows' tummies?
C: So it has to be a match?
Long pause of silence from the back seat.
C: Like me and you?
But now I can practically see the wheels turning in her head...
C: Well, then... what about Stratty? He is not a match.
Me: Sure he is. It is a people match.
C: Hmmm. More silence. Well, how did he get in there?
Me: It's called science. And you will learn all about it when you are a little older.
C: How old? When I am 5?
C: Can we paint after school today?
Heavy conversation for 7:00a. I wonder what they talk about when Alan takes them to school!