My son said that to me today.
Me: “Why were you all in your bed and naked?”
Son: “Well, we were a family of foxes. Foxes don’t wear clothes. Well the ones on Fantastic Mr Fox do, but real foxes don’t wear clothes. Plus, I just wanted to be nudie like the little stamp I have.”
Me: “What little stamp?” (my imagination is now running rampant and my heart rate is accelerating thinking he has somehow gained access to a pornographic postage stamp!)
Son: Heaving a sigh….”This one”.
Shows me the back of his hand where there is a purple ink stamp of one of those little crazy hair trolls. I tried not to laugh. This really was a serious talk.
Son: Leaning back in his chair, knowing look on his face “Maybe it’s a sex thing.”
Me: Again, I really need to learn to curb my over active imagination about these things……”Oh? What is ‘sex’ ?”
Son: “You know!”
Me: “Hmm… yep, but I want to hear what you know!”
Son: “It’s when a girl gives off some kind of hormone or scent so that it makes a boy want to love her and marry her!”
Me: Heaving a sigh of relief and thanking David Attenborough for his fabulously clinical descriptions of the mating process of animals……”Oh. Right. Sort of. Good. So, lets find a nice kids movie to watch together hey?”