Wednesday, May 19, 2010

The Birds and the Bees and the Flowers and the Trees...

Last night, during our after bath snuggle on my bed, Milo looked at me, his clean face starting to look sleepy-sweet.

"Mom, I want another girl baby, another baby sister."  (Me, too, little buddy -- or a boy baby, either would be fine.  And soon would be great!)

"That would be nice, wouldn't it?  You'd like having two little sisters?"  (So you don't have to share your Star Wars guys.)

"When I was a baby, I grew in here, your tummy, right?"  His hand gently rested on my abdomen.  "Do you have a baby in here right now?"

"Uh, no sweetie.  Not right now."  (That's the bacon cheeseburger I had for supper you're feeling, Ace.)

"How did I get into your tummy?"  (Dun, dun, dun....)

I so was not expecting to have that conversation last night.  Not at all.  Not for a while -- maybe when I am pregnant and he can see evidence of a new sibling, but not a random conversation, sparked by genuine curiosity.  Nope, didn't expect that.

"Well, Daddy has a seed and Mommy has a seed and they meet," I said, pressing the tips of my index fingers together lightly.  "The seed goes in Mommy's tummy and the baby grows."  (I hope he doesn't ask more, this seems appropriate, right?)"

"It goes on your tummy and makes a baby?"  (Only if Daddy misses.)

"No, honey, IN my tummy."

"How does it get IN your tummy?" 

At this point, I notice that Scott has appeared in the doorway, looking at me quizzically and starting to chuckle.  He knows that I'm unsure of how to answer this question, but he's going to leave me high and dry and choose to smirk, rather than to help me out, I just know it.

"Umm...  Mommy and Daddy have a special hug that puts the seeds in my tummy."  (Please, please, please buy it.  Please?  I'm begging more than you do when you want a new toy...  Please?)

"Is it a hug no one sees?"  (I sure hope so...)

"Yep."  Scott is shaking with silent laughter now. 

Milo recaps, "You have a special seed and Daddy has a special seed that go like this (he does the finger thing)  in your tummy when you do a special hug that no one sees?"

"Yep, that's it!"  (Please be OK with this explanation, pretty please with a Ben Ten figure on top?)

"OK.  Do I have school tomorrow?"  (Whew!  Saved by the bell...)

And, so, mothers of the other preschoolers, please forgive my son if he's talking about special seeds and special hugs tomorrow.  That was the first time I had to explain the birds and the bees and I think I did OK, don't you?

7 comments:

Marilyn (A Lot of Loves) said...

I haven't had to do this yet. I kind of hope the question is presented to my husband and not to me.

Becky said...

LMAO! Oh Milo.... what a character! I'm glad for you that he was happy with your explanation. Next time say 'go ask your dad', then stand by and giggle as he muddles through it. :)

Brianne said...

I have been lucky enough to dodge that bullet so far, but with a soon to be 8 year old I know "the talk" is approaching! Eek! You did GREAT!! I might have to steal this if I am confronted by one of my little ones.

This was cute, I giggled and lol'd a lot! lol

Betsy said...

I think you did great!

And I nearly spit my soda at "only if daddy misses" hahaha =)

Bethany@ImperfectMom said...

You did great! I've been using the avoidance tactic with my 9 and 7 year olds... I'm going to have to tell them someday before they hear it from someone else.

Heretic Tom said...

Hilarious! You did a great job.

We had a book when I was little called "Where did I come from?" that described it in a similar way. It added that the special hug felt like a sneeze.

Mrsblogalot said...

ONLY IF DADDY MISSES!!! HAAAAA!

you are awesome!!!