Non-preschool days can become philosophical very quickly.
Mark: “Do cats lay eggs?”
Me: “No.”
Mark: “Then how do they have babies?”
Me: “Mommy cats grow them in their tummies until it’s time for them to be born, just like people.”
Mark (eyes glazing as the gears turn): “So, will our cats have babies?”
Me: “No.”
I should know by now that sort of answer isn’t going to get it done.
Mark: “Why not?”
Me (not wanting to try to explain the ins and outs of spaying/neutering to a 4-year old): “Our cats are not allowed to have babies.”
Mark goes over to Betsy, kneels beside her, and whispers into her ear: “Don’t listen to her! Have a baby! I say it’s okay.”
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