Today Thomas asked me how Mommies and Daddies made babies. I tried to use the "Babies are made from love" answer and it didn't exactly work...I did my best. He's so analytical...He has never really believed in Santa as a real person. Not even when he was 3. He just didn't buy it. I'm glad he's so smart, but man is it a challenge. Here's how the conversation went:
"Mommy, How do Mommies and Daddies made babies?"
"Mommies and Daddies fall in love and they love each other so much that a baby is made."
"Yeah Mom, I know that, but how do they get in the Mommy's tummy?"
"It happens out of of love, honey. When a married man and woman decide to make a family their love grows and makes a baby."
"Mommy, you are silly. So, how does the baby get in the Mommy's tummy. It's not magic."
"It's kind of like magic. A lot of special things have to happen and it's a lot like magic."
"You are kidding me! What happens Mommy?"
(This is where I proceeded to put my foot in my mouth.) "Okay..Every thing in the world is made of tiny cells..."
"Like a Yard Sale?"
"No, it's sounds like Yard Sale, but they are very, very small things that look like dots. The trees, our dog, our fish, the cat, me, you, Granny, Daddy, everything this is made of these special cells."
"Umm...Okay, Do you have a picture?"
"We'll look it up later."
"Okay, Good."
"So, Daddies have special cells and Mommies have special cells and when they decide to put them together they can make a baby and it goes in the Mommy's tummy."
"Hmmm....Do I have special cells?"
"Nope! You get them when you get married."
"Where do you get them from?"
"It's a secret, only married people know. They learn that after they get married."
"Mommy, you're so smart."
Monday, July 27, 2009
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