The Birds and the Bees

The other night I laid down at bedtime with Amelia. She was wiggling everywhere. Then she said, "Mom, I think I have a baby in my tummy!"

I chuckled and assured her that she didn't.

In true Amelia fashion, she had a few more questions for me.

"How do you know?"

I explained that she couldn't have a baby in her tummy until she was all grown up and married.

Then she asked, "How does the baby get in your tummy anyway, Mom?"

Keeping in mind that she's only four, I told her that the daddy puts the baby in the mommy's tummy.

Of course, being Amelia, she asked the next logical question: "How does he do that?"

I paused to decide how to answer that in an age-appropriate way. Before I could answer she sat bolt upright and said in a shocked voice, "Does he use a machine?"

I laughed so hard I almost fell off the bed.

When I was finally able to talk again I almost told her "Yes," but I knew then she'd ask questions about the machine.

And I'm not going there!

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