We can't seem to stay off the topic of conception these days. My kid has a knack for asking the really difficult questions right as we are both drifting off to sleep.
Last night she wanted to know where she was before she was in my belly.
I told her that her spirit was waiting for me to be ready for her. (???)
At hearing this, she got a little freaked out, asking, "So, I was a GHOST?!"
I explained that, no, your spirit is like your soul, your essence, who you are before you have a body (Jesus Christ, are five year olds supposed to ask such philosphical questions?)
Then she thought about this, and said, "Ok. So, how did my soul get inside your belly then?"
How would you have answered that question?
I'm in a crappy mood today, by the way. It's been cold as a bitch in the city and it keeps on snowing. It makes me feel itchy all over and long to run away to a beach somewhere warm.
But hey, at least I don't have cello scrotum.
The Blizzard of '17
4 days ago