wake up call

i was not quite awake yet this morning at around 6 am when our five-year old roque poked me and blurted this out, "how does a baby come out of a mommy's tummy?"

"what?!" that question woke me up real quickly, more successfully than an alarm clock would.

"i said, how does a baby come out of a mommy's tummy?" he repeated.

"uh..... um....." i wasn't quite sure how to answer that. and i didn't want to wake up gary just so he could help me out on this. i figured, what the heck, if he was ready to ask me that question, he was probably ready to hear the answer. anyways, since early this year, he didn't want to take a bath with me anymore. the last time we did, his back was turned to me and his head bent as he looked down on the bathroom floor the whole time. he made sure he would not see my naked body which to him was probably such an embarrassing sight. so here goes...

"you came out of my tummy when the doctor opened me up here," pointing to my bikini scar. "then he had to sew it up so it would close."

"ya, i know that. i learned that from higgly town heroes on playhouse disney. is there another way?"

"well ya, uh..... um....." so i decided to plunge right through, "the baby can also come out through the pipi." hoping he would understand that and not ask me about the gory details.

"what?!! eeeeowww!! his eyes almost as big as his mouth opened wide.

yup, he got that alright.