My brother and sister-in-law just had a baby (yea!). He told my almost 8-year-old daughter and I the story on speaker phone. It was special to listen together.
After hanging up, I realized that we (her parents) had neglected to tell my daughter quite how the whole birth process happens.
“Do you know how a baby comes out of the mommy’s tummy?” I ask.
“Uhm, belly button?” she says, confirming our parental lack of communication.
“Nope.”
She pauses, looks at me, raises eyebrows, and points to the area of her second guess.
“Yes,” I say, and quickly say it’s hard but beautiful, your aunt just heroically gave birth to your new cousin, and so forth.
Before I can finish what I think is a pretty eloquent celebration of life, she stops me, pauses, and says, “I’m adopting,” and walks out of the room.