Around the dinner table, a few days after our last talk...
Iguana (10): So today, we had a nurse come in and tell us what has to happen to have a baby.
Abba (40): >choke< >gag< >cough<
Iguana: So she told us that we have a womb, and our wombs are growing now. And then pretty soon we're going to start get our periods.
Abba: >clears throat<
Iguana: Are you OK?
The PT (5): What's a woom?
Iguana: So what I want to know is, like, how am I going to know when I need to put one of those pads on?
The PT: Is that like, a bedwoom? You know...like...BEDWOOM??
Abba: Well, I think that's a great question for your mother.
Iguana: Yeah, but you're here, and she's like way over there. (Gestures at Mrs. B minding her own business by the sink).
Abba: (Tries to get Mrs. B's attention)
Mrs. B: (Totally ignores Abba but seems to be smirking)
Abba: Yes, well most women have some kind of...stuff...that they can tell their period is coming.
Iguana: She also said that we wouldn't start having children until after we were married.
The PT: Hahaha I said BEDWOOM!!
Iguana: But what I want to know is, how does your body know that you're married?
Iguana: I mean, what, you have the ceremony and suddenly your body knows you're married and you have a baby?
Abba: Sounds like maybe they didn't fill you in on all the details.
Mrs. B: (smiles and shakes head)
The PT: Hey, Iguana, let's go up to our bedwoom!