I said a quick prayer for the ground to swallow me whole and when that didn't happen I pushed Pete in the shopping cart away from the big bellied man as fast as possible. I told Pete that "No, he doesn't have a baby in his belly. Boys don't have babies, just girls. That's how God made it. " Then I thought of the story of the girl who had a change to become a boy but kept her girl parts and just had a baby. (Do you all know the story I'm talking about?) But that's another conversation entirely. One that I don't plan on having for a very long time.
Happy Monday!
Take care,
Julie
PS Today marks my 100th post! Wow! Can you believe it? I didn't realize it until now. Sorry I don't have anything special planned or a give away! You're just stuck with me and my writing! :)
4 comments:
ROFL! Don't you love when the kids come out with those gems? Andrew had a "moment" a few years ago, when he loudly discussed the birds and the bees (as he knew it) to everyone in our checkout line at Walmart. What a sick feeling, teetering between mortification and hysterics. Out of the mouths of babes, huh? :)
Get used to it! My boy would question stuff all the time. Out loud. Loudly.
And now? He's old enough to question the pregnant "man" (who is now pregnant again). That was a fun conversation. Heh.
Congrats on post #100!!
Happy 100th! And I bet people with overly large bellies are used to that. Now, what to say about the man that was a woman and is now pregnant - that I have no idea about.
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