When he was a little boy, he asked his mom, "Mommy, where did I come from?
His mother then went into an explanation of the reproductive process. I'm assuming it was age appropriate.To which Jack replied, "No, Mommy! Scotty came from Cleveland. Where did I come from?"
That story still makes me chuckle.
As if that's not enough, this morning the girls and I were listening to an album by the Zac Brown Band, a country band & a current family favorite. In response to the words in a song, Sarah asked, "Mommy, what do lovers do?" Ummmmm . . . I think I stumbled through it ok.