On our walk home from the school bus this afternoon I spied a small light blue egg shell by the side of the road. It was really only half a shell and it led to the following discussion.
carter: If we find a whole egg can we keep it until something hatches out of it?
me: Well, if the egg is whole and not in a nest, I am not sure if anything would hatch out of it. Baby birds in their egg need their mammas or papas to sit on it, and turn it, and keep it warm and safe.
carter: You could sit on it. He looks at me. Welllll, maybe not. Gee thanks, kid!
cody: If we only had hens then it would be scrambled eggs but if we had a rooster and hens then there would be a baby chick inside.
me: Oh dear, where is this conversation going to go?
cody: Roosters are boy chickens. What are girl chickens again?
me: Hens.
cody: What does the hen need from the rooster so there is a chick in the egg?
me: Being vague and hoping the neighbors are not in earshot, The rooster fertilizes the egg while it is still in the hen.
carter: And then the hen pops the egg out of her booty!
By this time we have made it down our driveway and into our front lawn where the boys get distracted by the stomp rockets they left up on our new play structure fort. Backpacks go flinging and my words, is that where your backpacks are suppose to go? fall on deaf ears.
So Carter gets the last word on chickens, egg fertilization, and egg laying. And that word was booty. Sigh…
Shoes On The Wrong Feet 
🙂 it’s good that you write this down now, so you can include it in a wedding speech later on..
I like the way you think. 🙂
Funny post. I remember all the times I’d just yank my backpack off from school and be ready to go on adventures. Those were the best times 🙂
Cody and Carter are always ready for adventure, in fact I think they simply view their lives as one big adventure (until I start in nagging them to put their dirty clothes in the hamper, or brush their teeth after breakfast). They live life to the fullest and it is fun to watch them as well as join in from time to time!
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At least he didn’t say she Poops it out of her booty…
Great kids ya’ got there, Mama!
Hahaha – yes, at least I have that. 🙂
Your Carter conversations make me laugh! 🙂
Me too! I have to blog about them before I forget them.
It’s a good way to record them for later when he might want to know what he was like as a child.
Oooh that is a good idea to include in a wedding speech. I laughed out loud, I’m sorry. I was the one who believed that if they were old enough to ask the question, they were old enough to know the answer. Sadly my children felt it necessary to impart my educational wisdom to other children, hence the reason the PTA president’s son knew what a boner was when he was 7.
Oh my! That is too funny. I tend to be vague about the birds and the bees knowing they will get distracted half way through the conversation and move on to something else. They will be listening to the whole spiel soon enough, I am sure.