Forget the stork....

I learned something new last night. We were walking into the studio and I always make the kids hold my hand in the parking lot. That place is a bit scary with all the cars coming and going. Maybe I am overly paranoid, but it's my kids so too bad. So as they were complaining about the hand holding I mentioned that they would hold their kids hands someday in parking lots and understand why.
Paige-"I am NEVER going to be PREGNANT!"
Me (silently)-"Great-keep thinking that way for another 20 years!"
Katie-"Miss Jess has a baby in her belly. Miss Jen too. If you want a baby in your belly you have to ask Santa."
Me-"Oh yeah, if you want a baby in your belly, you have to ask santa claus?"
Katie-"Yes, that's what you do, you ask Santa"
Me-"So, that's how Miss Jen got a baby in her belly?"
Katie-"Yes"
Me-"Do you think she sent in a list, or did she have to sit on his lap and ask him in person?"
Katie-"No, she can just send in a list"
I didn't ask if you had to be on the nice list....
So there you have it. Forget the stork. Not a gift from God. Santa Claus. That is where babies come from! Mystery solved. Questions averted, for now anyway.

Kristin