From my Noah journal. This was February 22, 2005 (he was 3 years old):
Noah & I had some deep discussions today. He was asking
about where babies come from, which led into a whole big discussion
of his birthmother. Later he asked where money comes from, so I
was telling him that they make money in mints. Then he said,
"Why don't they make more and give it to people who don't have
much money?" I told him if they made too much money, it
would be worthless, and then he asked, "How do they know how
much to make?" Hmmm. Good question. I found the where-do-babies-come-from
discussion much easier to handle! Somehow we got onto the
subject of gooseberries (I think he actually said "koosh ball"
and I thought he said gooseberry) so I was telling him how my
great-grandma Winnie and I used to pick gooseberries off the bush in
their yard and make gooseberry pie. Next thing you know, I'm
remembering how much I miss her and I'm crying! Noah was
shocked when he saw the tears, and he said, "What is that water
from?"
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