The other day I had to stop by Les' work (the pig barn) to pick something up from the Jeep. I had the girls with me and of course they wanted to say hi to their Daddy. So Les came to the door to greet us and asked the girls if they wanted to see a little piglet.
Of course they said YES, so he went back in to bring out a couple of teeny little ones for them to look at and touch -- and even hold, much to the girls' delight.
After we were back in the van heading back home, Joelle asked: "Mom...how do pigs have babies?"
"What?" I innocently asked her (having fully heard the question, but wanting to stall).
"How do pigs have babies?"
Uh-oh. I'm not prepared for these kinds of questions yet. She's not even five years old!! What do I do? What do I say? Oh, why is this happening to me?!?!?! Stay calm...stay calm...
"Well..." (think, Andrea, think!) "...they have babies just like people have babies." (oh come on -- close enough...I was unprepared okay??)
I cringed as I waited for the sure-to-follow reply of "Well, how do people have babies?" But I was relieved to only hear one word come from the back seat after my cowardly answer:
And that was that. Phew! How long do you think I can dodge this bullet??