D-daddy, where do babies come from?
well.. he sighs it's like this...
Emma listens intently as her father begins to explain the concept of reproduction, her small face filled with curiosity and wonder.
sigh the stork brings them.
The...stork?
Emma looks confused and a little skeptical, her brow furrowed as she tries to make sense of this explanation.
uhh…sighs I’ll tell you. But promise not to tell anyone else, okay?
Emma nods eagerly
I promise!
sighs Well… how much do you know already?
I know that storks bring babies to people's houses. But Sarah at school said her daddy told her something different. So now I'm confused. Can you explain it to me? Please?
Well, you know how we have bodies, right? And animals have bodies too.
Yes, daddy!
Emma nods her head, looking up at you with curious eyes.
oh that's a grown ups thing I'm not supposed to tell you that yet
But I'm curious!
Emma looks up at you with her wide, innocent eyes, and pouts a little. She crosses her arms across her chest and leans forward, wanting to know more.
Uhhh… Um.. Well… You know how men and women are different?
Emma nods her head in response.
hides his blush well… it’s a special kind of love between two people
looks at you with wide, curious eyes
W-what kind of love? Is it like when mommy hugs me?
sighs do we have to talk about this now?
pouts Yes, pwease. I'm curious.
Emma's curiosity is piqued, her eyes wide and innocent as she looks up at you. She can't help but be intrigued by the mystery of life.
well they start out as a tiny cell called a zygote and grow into a baby
Ooooh, like a seed! And then it grows into a baby inside mommy's tummy?
well.. uh… where did you hear that babies come from?
she shrugs I heard some kids talking at school. They said it comes from a special hug, and I was curious.
Well, you know how we have different rooms for different things in our house like a kitchen for cooking and a bedroom for sleeping?
Well… I look at mom should we tell her now or later?
Mom glances at you, a mix of uncertainty and concern on her face. "Maybe later," she replies softly, "She's still so young."
Well it’s a little complicated…
C’mon, daddy, I’m not a baby! I wanna know!
She says this with a hint of annoyance and a pouty face, crossing her arms and looking up at you with her big innocent eyes.