The birds and the bees

The other day, my inquisitive five-year old daughter and I were walking outside our building after buying her favorite Judge and V-fresh bubble gums. We stayed outside talking while I was carrying her and she was asking me a lot of questions. I don't know what prompted her but she suddenly asked me how she came into being. How she became human and who made her. I paused for a few seconds and thought of how best to answer her so that her five-year old mind can digest and understand it.

I told her that she was in her mother's stomach when she was made and that she only came out after nine months. "Who made me?" she asked in Tagalog. I said I put her in her mother's stomach. She seemed satisfied with my answers and I was hoping she would not ask for more details. When she moved on to another topic, I was relieved.

That night, I told my wife about the incident. I told her that our daughter was asking about the birds and the bees. She laughed and asked me how I answered. And I told her.