Friday, November 16, 2007

Questions, questions, questions...

You'd think that with a curious 4.5 year old, I'd be prepared for some of the tough questions, but nooooo, she got me TWICE today...

#1 --

We were driving over to the Burkle's house for lunch after preschool, and Katherine and I were chatting away. We were talking about the usual stuff -- who was the snack helper, what they had for snack, how her show & tell went, what craft they did, who she sat by and played with, pretty much everything about her day... All of a sudden she says, "Mommy, I was wondering... how do babies actually get in a Mommy's tummy". Talk about catching me off guard and totally random! I about swallowed my teeth! LOL. I pulled a Clinton and talked around the issue, and she said to me, "Mommy, we've talked about how a baby comes out of the tummy, but you still haven't told me how it gets in there". Oh. My. Heavens. So I tried to explain it to her in terms she'd understand, but wow..... it was a toughie!!

#2 --

I'm not sure if I mentioned this or not, but Katherine LOVES to help me cook, and cooking in general. One of her favorite shows is Barefoot Contessa. She LOVES Ina! When she woke up from her nap today, she asked me to put it on for her while I changed Caleb's diaper and got him milk. When I came back into the room, I noticed Ina was making a turkey (must have been a Thanksgiving episode). Anyway, we have the following conversation:

Katherine: Mommy, Ina said that the turkey is covered in skin.

Me: That's right honey.

K: She thinks for a good minute.... Whose skin is it?

Me: It's the turkey's skin.

K: ....and it covers the whole turkey????

Me: yes.

K: Mommy, did that turkey have a head?

Me: Instantly sweating... It sure did honey....

K: Did someone cut it off?

Me: (Do we really have to go there???) UUUHHH.... yes, someone did.

K: Who?

Me: I'm not sure....

K: So that turkey was alive and someone cut it's head off, but left the skin on so that Ina could cook it?

Me: Yes....

OK... Katherine is the ultimate picky eater. The last thing I need her to do is draw the connection between the bird she sees running around the field and the dinner on her plate Thanksgiving Day. YIIIKES!

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