Where DO Babies Come From?!

I have always told myself that I would be prepared for when my kids asked me the big question-that being, "Where do babies come from?" Yes, I had it all planned out...be open, be honest, listen carefully to their questions, etc.

So I was not at all prepared for Luke to bust out THE question while driving home the other day. I always thought this would come at least a year or two down the road. This was it! This was my chance to start my open and honest relationship with my son that would pave the way for all the tougher questions into his teen years! It all started with this question! Whatever you do, Shannon, don't blow it!!!

I blew it. Here is what came out of my mouth, pretty much word-for-word, "Well...Ummm...Ask your father when he gets home."

What?! Did I REALLY just say that? No, I couldn't have. I have been planning out in my mind for so long what I would say and it wasn't THAT. It was like working on a huge speech to perform on stage and then getting up in front of everyone and saying, "Um, actually, someone else is going to give the speech!" and then running off the stage!

Luckily for me, I also saw that day that Luke is smart enough to think of intuitive answers to match his caliber of questions.

So, while I was grimacing at my response in the front seat and replaying my response over again, I heard his voice say, "Oh, I know where they come from!"

"You...do?!" I said. I couldn't believe that I was about to be salvaged at this point. Had I already taught this lesson to my son without realizing it?

"Yes!" he said. "Jesus rolls the babies up into little balls and brings them down from the clouds and puts them into their mommy's tummy."

"Luke," I said with a smile spreading across my face, "that is exactly right."