Momo: Mom...when you have a baby, do you like, poop the baby out?
Me: Ummmmm, you mean out of your butt?
Momo: Yeah...like where your poop comes out. (with a very serious look on her face) Someone told me that, but it just doesn't seem right.
Me: Yeah, well... you do not poop a baby out of your butt...a baby comes out of your vagina.
Momo: Like where your pee comes out?
Me: Not quite
Momo: Like the hole behind your tiny penis?
Me: (laughing hysterically) TINY PENIS?!? Wha..?!? (Then I figured out what she was talking about)
Once I regained my composure we were able to wrap Momo's mind around female anatomy and childbirth. As always, it was a fun conversation. I was glad that at least Momo wasn't deluded enough to think that a baby comes from a stork These bedtime conversations with Momo always make me laugh.
Anyhow, just before I kissed her goodnight Momo decided she needed to know just one more thing:
Momo: Mom, what year were you born?
Me: 19_ _
Momo: WHAT! (genuinely shocked) I thought you were born in like..18 something
Me: Gee thanks Momo, that would make me over a 100 years old
Momo: Gosh...sorry, what am I supposed to think mom...I mean, you're like really old
It was at this point that I realized that I really need to get a math tutor for Momo and Mango...'Cause I am SOOOOO not old!