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Birds and the Bees - Age 4

Boy: Mom, was I big when I was born?

Mom: No, you were very, very small.

Boy: Was I in you?

Mom: Yes.

Boy: When I came out, you didn't die?

Mom: No. You were in a sac of fluid. It broke and your head went to the hole to come out.

Boy: What hole?

Mom: My girl parts

Boy: Your bottom?

Mom: Uh-huh.

Boy: Was I covered in slurp?

Mom: Slurp?

Boy: How did the doctor get it off me?

Mom: Ummm. He wiped you off with a blanket then wrapped you up and handed you to Dad.

Boy: {After long pause} I want to have a baby brother.

Mom: Yeah, well, my uterus is broken.

Boy: {Another long pause} I think when I grow up, I'm going to have a baby brother grow in my belly.

Mom: Boys don't have babies.

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Later the same day. . .

Boy: Dad, when I get big I'm going to marry Mom and she's going to have a baby brother!

Dad: Okay, Oedipus.

Comments

  1. GinaOctober 12, 2009 at 3:59 AM

    What a simple answer to a problem using 4 year old logic!

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  2. DG at Diary of a Mad BathroomOctober 12, 2009 at 4:19 AM

    It's hard to believe they start out so innocent. Your husband's response was funny.

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  3. June Freaking CleaverOctober 12, 2009 at 6:04 AM

    I think most little boys think they'll marry their mom at some point...and if they're lucky, they'll find their own woman who treats them as well!

    You need to print this post out and show it to him in about 10 years.

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  4. RiahliOctober 12, 2009 at 7:47 AM

    giggle, giggle...funny kid! :)

    I believe I've had a similar conversation with my four year old, the things they come up with...

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  5. Kristina P.October 12, 2009 at 8:15 AM

    He's delightful!

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  6. wendyOctober 12, 2009 at 9:04 AM

    Great dialogue. I finally read Oedipus Rex and was surprised that he didn't KNOW it was his mother. Crazy story.

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  7. Lisa Page RosenbergOctober 12, 2009 at 9:42 AM

    Obviously, he has excellent taste in women, so there's that. High five yourself.

    I feel that at our place, none of has ever completely gotten the slurp off. Somebody get me blanket.

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  8. shortmamaOctober 12, 2009 at 10:13 AM

    LOL creepy goodness!

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  9. AubreyOctober 12, 2009 at 12:22 PM

    Okay, I read several posts and laughed out loud. I need that in my exciting life as a stay at home mom. Look forward to more laughs.

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  10. Trac~October 12, 2009 at 2:05 PM

    OMG - too darn CUTE! Out of the mouths of babes, as they say! :o)

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  11. ChiefOctober 12, 2009 at 5:37 PM

    Well, at least you didn't lie to him. and he didn't seem to concerned about the process either. I would've thought he the last thing he would want is to do that to himself

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  12. SandeOctober 13, 2009 at 5:37 PM

    Now he knows "how baby's get out", his choice may flex a little once he's worked though "how baby's get in" ....?!

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  13. ToniaOctober 16, 2009 at 8:29 AM

    My oldest thought for years that babies pop out of belly buttons. She couldn't figure out what else that hole was for.

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  14. The MomOctober 17, 2009 at 11:23 AM

    I don't have enough energy to write the conversation that we had with our oldest a few years ago. Needless to say we really messed it up when it ended with him rocking back and forth on the couch yelling "noooooo" over and over again.

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