Seriously kid?

You know the old phrase "Be careful what you ask for?" Well, The Hubs and I made the mistake of asking God for smart kids...without being very specific. 


Case in point - TRUE conversation at BadAssMama Central at the dinner table:


Angel: Mommy, where do babies come from?

Me: (after whispering "shit" under my breath) Well, the mommy has an egg and the daddy has a seed and together they make a baby.

Angel: Oh. Mommy, I really want a real sister. Can you and Daddy get me a sister?

Me: Um, well baby when mommy's get older they run out of eggs. If I had more eggs, I would give you a sister. But I don't have any more eggs.

Angel: Does Daddy have more seeds? 

Me: (not liking where this is going) Um, yes. 

Angel: Does Auntie Sheryl (my sister) have eggs?

I swear I can't make this shit up...