Degrees Of Birds And Bees
(My little brothers and I are being silly. They are eight and eleven. I’m thirteen.)
Eleven year old: *in a joking voice* “Where do babies come from?”
Eight year old: *completely serious* “Well, when a man and woman make out for a whole hour, the woman gets pregnant, and has to go to the hospital and they have a baby!”
Eleven year old: “What? That’s not how it works. You see—”
Me: “Let’s just leave it at that.”
(312 Thumbs Up!)
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