Today in church, almost-five-year-old Gee pointed to the woman sitting behind us. "Is there a BABY in her tummy?" he not-quite-whispered.
(Fortunately, this dear woman is very pregnant.)
She flashed a grin at me as I whispered "Yes" to my boy. He smiled approvingly at her, and then turned back to me.
"How did the baby get in there?"
Oh, stars! Talk about an awkward place to try to answer that question. Thinking fast, I leaned over to my son's ear and whispered something about how a mommy and a daddy love each other very much and that makes the baby start to grow in the mommy's tummy.
Mercifully, this was ample explanation for Gee. His question answered, he returned to beaming at her over the back of the pew. I wiped the metaphorical sweat off my brow and sighed with relief over dodging that bullet.
Sex ed in sacrament meeting. That's a new one.
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