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This damn girl is going to be the death of me!

Posted by ShadowDweller on 2008-September-13 14:45:30 EDT, Saturday
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And this is the ever precocious Penelope I speak of.

She spends more time at our house than she does at home; she has these parents I really just want to walk up to and slap across the face...but we can't do that, can we? To give an example, sweet Penelope did not go to school friday because her mother got to drunk to wake her up in time for school.

Anyway, I digress. I am working on my computer typing away when she saunters in and stands in front of me across the desk with a wicked smile on her lips as she waves her body back and forth, arms clasped behind her back. And without waiting for acknowledgement she blurts out:

'Where do babies come from?' in the most innocent little voice she can muster.

My hands fumble off the keyboard as I shoot my straight up in my chair and focus my entire attention to her. 'What??!'

And she repeats her question, which is followed by silence. My mind is racing, trying to figure out an answer to this, trying to remember some stories from everyone here on how they answered this, but all I get is a blank slate. Instead of answering, a 'bluah' escapes my lips.

She asks a third time. All I can come up with is 'perhaps this is a question you should ask your parents?'.

She sighs. 'Wrong answer.'

Now I am confused, but she willingly elaborates.

'I already know where babies come from dummy'

'What?'

I know a man puts his privates in a girls privates and she makes a baby in her tummy.'

She smirks and walks off.

I stand up looking at her, and blurt out 'Then why the hell would you ask me??!'

'I just wanted to see if you would tell me they come from the stork like everyone else'

And she leaves the room.

GAH!

ShadowDweller

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