I guess it’s socially acceptable to run around the house and neighborhood naked, strip down every doll that we own, but not to be born naked….
A family at church just had a little boy and I was looking at the email photos. I thought it would be a good chance for Erin to see what a baby looks like right after they clamp the cord.
Erin took one look and exclaimed, “Mom, thats gross! He’s naked, where are his clothes!?” I told her babies are not born with clothes. She was adamant that they came out diapers, onsie and all. Curious I asked her how that happens. She looked at me like I was an idiot and said “Moooom, you eat the clothes and then they get dressed before they come out.”
I asked her how they got a shirt on with the umbilical cord…she is still thinking about that one…
I won’t even go into the dinner conversation we had after my midwife appt a few weeks ago when they checked me and she was there.
4 comments:
ha ha ha!! I love Erin's comment about eating the clothes. Looks and sounds like you're doing well. :) I've actually got a blog again if you want to check it out, it's www.lizzlebeth.blogspot.com. Have a great night! Talk to you later!
LOL! Erin sounds hilarious. Before Zephyr was born Autumn was very insistent that she didn't want to see him naked because he was a boy, and she didn't want to see his little boy parts.
It sounds like she's got it all figured out! Man, your kids crack me up. (I'm sure am glad we don't have to eat the baby clothes, though. That would be less than delectable.)
lol - nice. I'm so curious about the latter story though... Maybe you'll have to share that one with me another time. :)
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