The Middle Man is all of 10 years old. After his bath, he came out in his towel and threw this at me:
"Mum? Do you and Dad still have sex?"
Splutter, cough, buying for time... what can I say? How can I say it? Why is The Big Man in India?
"Well... yes, we do."
"OOOOH!" shock horror on his face... "WHY?" Incredulous.
"Well, you just don't have sex to make babies, you can keep on doing it if it makes you both feel nice, and so lots of people do it after the babies are born... it's nice." Hoping, hoping, hoping this is enough information to get me through this night!
"Do old people do it?"
"Oh yes," I reply, quite flip and casual. "All kinds of people do it... old people, younger people, all sorts of people." I splutter as I realise that by saying young people to a 10 year who takes everything literally could be kinda bad.
"OK. Thanks." And off he goes to play cars with his brother.
GULP!
We were in a glowing winter wonderland when we woke up this morning!
Everything was glittering and bright.
It was one of the most beautiful scenes I've ev...
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