ProfK brought us a familiar observation here in her comment. We, too, have gotten some really doozy-questions aimed our way during car rides, or alternatively, on our way out the door towards a car ride.
My favorite? A couple years ago our Virgin Guinea Pig mysteriously gave birth. OK, not so mysteriously; unknown to us, she'd been pregnant when we bought her.
Turns out, guinea pig gestation is much longer than that of most rodents and lagomorphs. Compare: hamster gestation is 15 to 18 days, rabbit gestation is about 30 days, while that of the guinea pig can reach 72 days -- that's over two months. The difference becomes clear when you see how guinea pigs come into the world: fully formed, fur-covered, open-eyed, and munching on solids within a day.
So when Elder Princeski called me in happy-hysteria, MOMMY, THERE ARE BABIES IN THE GUINEA PIG CAGE!, naturally this became a source of great excitement.
A few minutes later, it also became a source of great confusion.
Always the Imp (then age 4): Mommy, how could the guinea pig have babies without an Abba?Me: There must have been an Abba with her in the store, before we bought her, but then we brought her home and it took a long time for the babies to come out.Always: (Pause for thought). Mommy, how did the babies get inside the mommy?Me: (Wasn't expecting that one yet). Well... (Stalling for time. She's only four, I mean, really).Always: Is it true that the doctor puts the baby through the mommy's vulva, into her tummy? (Yes, she already knew one V-word, way back then.)Me: (To self) Only if the Mommy is married to a doctor.(To Always) Well, it's something like that. But it's kind of complicated, and you know, we really are supposed to be going out now.Always (looking me straight in the eye): It's okay, Mommy. You don't have to explain everything. Just tell me the important parts!
Keep the balance,