Today I was driving to the lab to get my blood drawn (have to do that once a week since I'm on still on blood thinner) with Evelyn and Will in the back seat. Will is a very inquisitive three year old. We get the typical "why" questions all the time and it's amazing what his little brain contemplates. On the way to the lab we saw all sorts of bluebonnets growing along the side of the road. I pointed them out to Will and he asked me his usual "where does XX come from?" question (he asks this about everything: "mommy, where do strawberries come from? Where do cars come from? Where does cereal come from?") So today it was "mommy, where do bluebonnets come from?"
After I explained to him they come from a seed that grows in the ground, his next question caught me off guard.
"Mommy, where do people come from?". Uh, um, whaa? I was afraid of where this line of questioning was going.
"They come from mommies and daddies," I responded, hoping that would be enough.
"They come from mommies and daddies?"
"Yes. Remember your baby sister grew in mommy's uterus?" (if you remember, Will was fascinated with the uterus while I was pregnant).
"Does daddy have a uterus?"
"Um, no. Only mommies have a uterus."
Pause.
Pause.
Me sweating it wondering what the next question would be.....
"Mommy, can I have a lollipop at the doctor?"
Relief.
Thank God my three year old is still satisfied with basic answers. I have a feeling as he gets a little older, I won't get off so easy. My sister told me my now 15-year-old niece started asking similar questions at a very young age and by the time she was five and started asking very pointed questions, my sister finally broke down and had to give her a g-rated explanation. I sure hope my husband is prepared with his response when that day comes... ;)
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