I was recently talking with Eve’s kids when the 3-year-old asked me why I didn’t have a baby at my house. “We have a baby. Where’s your baby? Why don’t you have a baby?”
“Well,” patting my mid-section, “I’m just saving space here in case Heavenly Father wants to put one in there.”
Then the second grade son chimed in with a look on his face that seemed to say, “I really like you so Iiiii’m gonna help you get on the clue bus.”
“All you need to do is get some SPERM.”
“Thanks. I’ll look into that.”
Doh! The SPERM! The missing link. So next time I’m in Rite Aid, I’ll see what they have in stock.