Briar: "Mama, did you eat Olivia when she was a baby?"
Me: (confused and suddenly gripped by awful visuals that are part of an 'overactive imagination') "No. I didn't eat her. I ate food."
Briar: "How did she get in your tummy then?"
Me: *pauses while rapidly mentally testing out a variety of responses* Um. She wasn't in my stomach. She was in my uterus.......And she didn't get there from my mouth.....Um."
The other day, as a larger man walked by, Briar asked, "Does that man have kids?"
Me: "I don't know. Maybe he does. Does he look like a 'daddy' to you, love?"
Briar: "No, but he has breasts. He must feed some babies."
I love this. Questions and answers that I would never think of if I tried. Kids are geniuses. I hope my little ones NEVER lose their sense of wonder and thinking outside the box.
The Silencing of a Poet
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