It was a long time ago, my children were still small. My son came from school with the impression:
“Mommy, we passed through every night as children are born.
I am a physiology teacher and I am not surprised. Prepare for a conversation on the subject.
Do you understand how this happens?
Children are coming out of life.
How do they get alive?
Father’s sperm fertilizes the mother’s egg.
Where does this happen?
B is alive.
Well, I was pleased that the child was explained all popularly without misunderstanding.
A little later, the son leaves the room, holding his younger sister’s hand, and officially declares:
“Mommy, I and I decided that our family needed one child. You, wherever you are going to swallow Daddy’s sperm, invite us to see.
I barely fell from the chair. About the main thing in school, it turns out, were silent.
By the way, now my children are adults, and yet one sister many years later they still got.