My MIL Visited Us While I Was Out of Home – When I Returned My Daughter Told Me Something That Shattered Our Family
I remember cringing when my parents described it to my younger brother, and I knew that I wanted to do things differently.
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But then, while we were sitting outside, and toasting smores, my four-year-old, Katie, looked up at me, her eyes wide with the boundless curiosity of youth.
“Mommy,” she said slowly, as if trying to choose her words properly.
“Yes, Katie?” I asked, already bemused because when she called me like this, it meant that my child was about to make me laugh.
She smiled at me as she took a bite of her smore, the chocolate oozing onto her little fingers.
Mommy, how did I appear?” she asked, her voice filled with wonder.
A marshmallow being roasted | Source: Pexels
“Appear?” I asked, hoping that I didn’t need a witty answer so soon.
“Where did I come from?” she asked, picking up another marshmallow.
I hesitated. I didn’t know how to explain it to a four-year-old — I always thought that the creation question came later on.
So, I stole my mother’s line.
“Well, sweetheart, when Dad and I fell in love, we planted a seed. And soon after, you were born,” I explained to her, wanting to laugh at myself.
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