So the other day, I was chatting with nearly 5 year-old Dylan. A conversation mostly comprised of me fielding her questions.
“Why can I sometimes see the moon during the day?”
“Why can’t I watch more TV?”
“So when I’m a mommy and I have babies, where do I get the daddy?”
“What?” I ask.
“When I become a mommy and I have babies, where does the daddy come from?”
“You mean, how do you meet the daddy?”
“Umm…. well… umm let me think,” I eloquently begin.
“Well, I guess you’ll meet this boy Louie in the 5th grade but he’s mad for Tara so forget Louie. And then you’ll have some forgettable flings in high school. Oh and then you’ll fall crazy in love in college but that will run its course. And then there’s this guy you’ll meet when you’re in your twenties who seems like the real thing. But a few years later, you think, maybe not. And then you wait. And wait. And wait. And then finally, when you’ve reached your 30th birthday and determine that a life of solitude really isn’t that horrible and if you avoid fluorescent lights, you barely even notice your new wrinkles… that’s when it happens. You and him. And very quickly you know, he will be the daddy.”
I totally didn’t say that.
This isn’t about me. This isn’t about me.
“Umm… let me think,” I continue to stammer.
“Well, I guess you’ll meet some boys. Not now. But when you’re a grown-up. Boys who are smart and nice and funny. And well, you’ll pick one of these boys to be the daddy. How does that sound?” I ask Dylan.
“I don’t think I want a daddy. I’m just going to have the babies. But no daddy.”
“Ok. That’s a different choice. Well, we can talk more about this when you’re older.”
And Dylan – in regards to seeing the moon during the day, I have no clue but that’s exactly why they invented the internet. Find out here.
mama bird notes:
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