Ho Ho Ho Indeed

Why do they always ask The Big Questions at mealtime?

N: "Mommy, how does a baby get in a mommy's belly?"

C, pausing with spoon in mid-air, much to The Bon's frustration: "Ummmm, wellll, that's a pretty complicated story."

N: "Oh. Well. Maybe Santa does it! Maybe he uses his magic!"

C, weakly: "Yeah, maybe, sweetie."

Hmmmm, Daddy is technically Santa since he puts the toys together and when done right, there definitely seems to be magic involved and...well, maybe she's not too far off the mark, after all, right?

Oy.

If they keep ambushing me in the kitchen, I'm going to stop feeding them. For reals.