The kindergarteners got on to the subject of where babies come from. Teacher tried to steer the conversation in an appropriate direction, but Billy raised his hand and announced: “I know exactly where I come from!”
“Oh,” teacher said.
“Yup. My father’s eye. I was a twinkle.”
“Oh,” teacher said.
“Yup. My father’s eye. I was a twinkle.”
My parents got off lightly on the explanation front because I told them they had picked me off a shelf when they were walking in and out of shops! Since I lived on a farm and hardly ever saw a shop, I'm not sure where this came from.
Posted by: Sally MacEachern | January 13, 2010 at 11:28 AM
Hi Sally,
That's very cute. And as I recall, they didn't name you until you were sixteen years old.
Happy winter and hi to Vic.
Becky
Posted by: Rebecca Rule | January 13, 2010 at 12:05 PM