“How do you make babies?”

It is late afternoon. Rick is about to cook some dinner.

Angus: “Daddy, I want you to stay in the family room with me.”
Rick: “I need to go into the kitchen to cook dinner, Angus.”
Angus: “Mummy can cook dinner. There are two grown-ups in this family!”

* * *

After a long chat in the car on the way to Gerroa:

Angus: “I think that’s enough, daddy.”
Rick (clearly relieved): “Yes, good.”

A few seconds later…

Angus: “Daddy.”
Rick: “I thought you said that was enough.”
Angus: “No, that was enough things for you to tell me. I’m going to keep telling you things.”

* * *

After bath-time one evening…

Pete: “Mummy cute. Pete sweet. Daddy nothing. Angus nothing. Jamie nothing.”

* * *

In the car, Rick is explaining to Angus that he can pray to God if he has nightmares.

Angus: “Dear God, please help me to not have bad dreams. Amen.”
Pete: “Me too. Me too. God. No things.”
Jamie: “Amen, Amen.”

* * *

It is dinnertime for the boys. I’m chatting to James in an attempt to keep him interested in his meal.

Me: “Do you have a bigger tummy, or does mummy have a bigger tummy?”
Jamie: “Daddy!”

* * *

We are on our way home. Rick drops me off at Office works to pick up some stationery supplies. Upon seeing the brown paper bag when I climb back into the car..

Jamie: “Nuggets! Mummy, nuggets please!”

* * *

On the way to church one morning:

Angus: “Edward’s house is a lot smaller than the house we live in.”
Me: “What do you mean?”
Angus: “Your tummy, mummy!”
Me: “Yes, you would hope so then…”

* * *

Later that evening at bedtime…

Angus: “Daddy, Pete threw my blankie onto the floor!”
Rick: “Were you dangling your blankie over his cot?”
Angus: Silence…
Pete: “Yes!”

* * *

Later that same night, I’m standing outside the boys’ door, to see if they are going to sleep.

Angus: “Pete, I need to go to sleep so I can have lots of energy. Can you be quiet? When you talk, I can’t sleep and my body can’t sleep either. Pete, so can you whisper please? I need to go to sleep…”

* * *

It is Sunday morning. Pete and I have been going back and forth about a particular moth on the patio door.

Pete: “It’s inside!”
Me: “No, it’s outside Pete. There’s nothing to worry about.”
Pete: “Inside!”
Me: “No, outside!”

Upon closer inspection, I realise that the moth is indeed on the inside of the glass.

Angus: “Maybe Pete is a clever boy!”
Me: “Yes, of course Pete is a clever boy.”
Angus: “But you didn’t know that the moth was inside mummy….”

* * *

It is Saturday. We are all sitting down to breakfast and enjoying some innocent conversation.

Me: “There are lots of people in our family!”
Angus: “Why?”
Me (without thinking): “Because mummy and daddy keep making babies.”
Pause.
Angus: “How do you make babies?”

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