One of my friends has a five-year-old son who, despite his young age, already knows how to read.
One day he became interested in the home library, found a children's book "Where do children come from" and read it in my mother's absence.
After a while, he comes to his mother’s kitchen and asks:
Are you not going to give birth to your baby anymore?
No, and what then?
It is a pity that the egg is gone.