Tato: Mama, why did you eat me and Mak?
Me: Whaat?!
Tato: You ate me and Mak and we stayed in your tummy until the doctor got us out.
Me: Whaat?!
Tato: You ate me and Mak and we stayed in your tummy until the doctor got us out.
Me: I didn't eat you and Mak.
Tato: So.. how did we go inside your tummy?
Awkward silence.
Mak: Tato, hurry! Pororo's on TV!
Tato: Yay! Bye, mama!
Arghh. I hate that. I knew the questions would come sooner rather than later and I sort of already knew what to say. I knew the drill: act normal, age-appropriate, at their level, just the facts. We may have been sidelined this time by a show about the adventures of a little penguin but these little minds need to know. At the very, very least that doctors don't save helpless little children from baby-eating mamas.
I'll be ready next time. I better be.
Cartoon c/o Cyanide and Happiness (click on image to see better)
and a happy little reminder that kids are way smarter than we think
