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Where Do They Come From?“Mama, where do babies come from?”Where Do They Come From? by ~midnightfaery
Ruth set aside her knitting and smiled at her son Timmy, always the curious yet cautious little boy.
“Where do you think they come from sweetheart?”
Timmy looked to the ceiling, worrying his little bottom lip as he often did when he was deep in thought.
“Well,” he began slowly, “I think that when a mommy and daddy want a baby real bad, they hold hands and look up at the sky, and make a wish on the first star that they see, and poof! The mommy has a baby.”
Ruth chuckled. Her sweet imaginative six year old. “That’s exactly right, sweetie.”