When my eldest was about 4 she asked where babies come from so I told her they grow in the mummy's tummy. Then when she was 5 she asked how they get there so I reminded her when she planted a flower at kindergarten and said that daddy plants a seed like the flower seed in mummy's tummy and it grows into a baby.
Then she saw me pregnant with DD4 and wanted to know 'how' daddy planted the seed and 'how' the baby would get out of there, LOL, but I changed the subject because I thought she was too young.
Then, finally, at 8 years old and with a lot of nagging from her (on her first visit to me in 8 months), she asked me to tell her so I did. Her response was, 'yuck, that's disgusting, I'm NEVER doing that!'
Of course, DD4 knows something of her birth already as all of her older sisters frequently delight in telling her that she fell out into my jeans (followed by squeals of laughter from all of them), so DD4 tells other people that when she was born, she fell on her head
Then of course there's the how do they get fed question. I remember once sitting there breast feeding DD4 when she was only about a week old and DD1 was watching, and piped up 'Mummy, I hate that.' I asked 'why?' 'Because I don't like cows milk.' (laughing my head off) 'I'm not a cow am I? It's not cows milk.' 'What is it, then? Soya milk?'
I roared so much I practically pissed myself as my pelvic floor was already weakened from giving birth!!!
Just think, you have these delightful convos to look forward to
Your post about S6 cheered me up. I feel awful tonight.
