Take that topic very loosely. This is not an in-depth study here people. It’s Jack, remember. We start out eating dinner and end up tasting urinals, so you never know what can happen in the span of a 5-minute conversation. Last night we were talking about being adopted, and biological parents, etc.
Jack: What’s that word that means it’s your real mother?
me: Maternal? What are you talking about?
Jack: No, when it’s your own baby that you had… it’s Biology or something?
me: Oh, biological. The mommy that actually gives birth to you is your biological mommy. But there are other kinds of mommies too.
Jack: Adopted mommies?
me: Yeah, lots of kids have adoptive parents, but they’re still real parents. Because they take care of them and raise them. Does that make sense?
Jack: You’re my biological mom and dad is my biological dad. Right?
Jack: Sometimes Daddy is all yelling and bad words and Mommy is all heart heart heart and videos and sunshine and lollipops.
me: Oh really? Ha ha ha! Interesting.
Jack: And then sometimes you’re not so hearty.
Jack: Where did I come from again?
me: Well, I have tiny eggs inside me and one of them turned into you!
Jack: I was once … an EGG? I thought I came fresh out!!!!