When your child asks, what do you say?
“You’re only talking about the bees ‘cause the bird stuff is too cute?
It’s like going potty, but not really? The hospital?”
“You did what? And I come out of…….
STOP! STOP TALKING MOMMY!!!!!!!!”
Well…..You LIE!!!!!
A Dose of Justice (...courtesy of my crazy mom) 
Maybe you should have waited a few years to have that conversation?
Yeah…..Mommy is a stinker.
Even grown men have trouble with the whole “I came out of where!?” part.
Night terrors haven’t stopped.
Why oh why. Sometimes honesty is never the very best policy. Terrible to traumatize my favorite little man in this way.
You said it sister.