Kids say the darndest things, according to several bloggers I've been reading lately. I just finished reading a beautiful post by west coast walker in which he recounts the story of his four-year-old son asking him "Where is the wall at the end of the world?" Mr. Walker was impressed by the "matter of fact" way the boy asked the question.
Of course, this reminded me immediately of a question my son (Precious) asked me, when he was about 5 or 6 years old. We had recently covered, in a very sketchy way, the subject of how the baby gets into the mommy's tummy and the role of the daddy in the scenario..Precious liked to cogitate on the mysteries of life and work up his own theories. Then he would present his hypothesis to me, often with a follow-up question. So, on this particular day, I was expecting something, because he had been sitting quietly for several minutes, deep in thought. I was sitting at the table, drinking a cup of coffee and reading. Precious spoke. "Mama, I know the daddy's seed floats through the air, from the daddy to the mommy [note: That is NOT what I had told him. ], but what happens if somebody else gets in the way?"
Somehow, I managed to swallow most of my coffee before bursting out laughing. He looked perplexed and embarrassed. "What's so funny?"
"I'm sorry, Precious. Don't worry about it. No one else can get in the way, because the mommy and daddy are alone when it happens."
That satisfied him for the time being. But when Hubby got home and I told him the story, he laughed and said, "When Precious grows up, he'll find out that you fibbed. Sometimes somebody else DOES get in the way."