We had that conversation a little over a year ago when her aunt was pregnant with her baby cousin, the world's most adorable little boy.

We were in the parking lot at Walgreen's and Lou was asleep; we were waiting for her to wake up before going inside. Josie knew that part of the mama and part of the daddy came together to make the baby and that it grew inside the mama, but HOW did that daddy part get in there in the first place? She REALLY REALLY REALLY WANTED TO KNOW, MOM. So I said, you've seen your dad with no clothes on, and pictures in your anatomy book, right? *nod* Have you ever noticed how boys go out and we go in? The wheels began to turn. I will never forget the look on her face. Ever. A perfect mix of horror, disgust, fascination and glee at knowing something "grownup." Hilarious.

We've had several conversations since on the general topic and specific sub-topics (including the "why is everyone so interested in Michael Jackson anyway" sub-topic, which has actually proven very useful in "keeping safe" discussions).

She came to me a few days ago and said, "Mom, I wish you hadn't told me about that." How come, honey? "Because now I can't stop THINKING about it!" That's called being in the human race, honey.

Like I said, welcome to the house of hormones.

Lynn Siprelle, Editor