tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583500604418152042.post6922062087443045445..comments2023-06-07T15:49:21.783+02:00Comments on Stirring My Thoughts: Where Did They Get YOU?Minkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18372105017807728884noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583500604418152042.post-24008013160631262272009-03-29T16:11:00.000+02:002009-03-29T16:11:00.000+02:00That was my dad. Story for children? I wouldn't re...That was my dad. Story for children? I wouldn't really want them to believe that... But it might work with the proper explanation included in the story as well...Minkahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18372105017807728884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583500604418152042.post-57184697120969152872009-03-29T16:02:00.000+02:002009-03-29T16:02:00.000+02:00Great story!!!! Would make a wonderful illustrate...Great story!!!! Would make a wonderful illustrated children's book or short story. I love the concept. Very creativeCalifornia Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12582691517303132274noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583500604418152042.post-85744605939545299602009-03-26T20:54:00.000+01:002009-03-26T20:54:00.000+01:00It was all about my dad's sense of humour. He was ...It was all about my dad's sense of humour. He was probably making it up as he was speaking. It took me years to find out he wasn't serious about it. He often said funny things with a straight face and waited when it would dawn on us. It was just that I was so little! :-) I love the story, though, I never resented that! <BR/><BR/>Hatched? Cool!<BR/>My daughter asked why we had belly buttons. My son was a baby, so she must have been three and a half or so.I said that was where the babies get the food in mummy's tummy. After a while she said: "Then little chicks do not have belly buttons, right, mum?" See, she had a proof, she wasn't hatched! :DMinkahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18372105017807728884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583500604418152042.post-77172547243334942612009-03-26T18:50:00.000+01:002009-03-26T18:50:00.000+01:00I never heard a story like you did, but I loved he...I never heard a story like you did, but I loved hearing the whimsical way your parents told you this!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583500604418152042.post-78176394225276087702009-03-26T18:36:00.000+01:002009-03-26T18:36:00.000+01:00My husband likes to tell the kids that they were h...My husband likes to tell the kids that they were hatched.Terihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01722162542135510165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583500604418152042.post-92158717645189602472009-03-25T07:27:00.000+01:002009-03-25T07:27:00.000+01:00Yeah, right! You leave this comment around all the...Yeah, right! You leave this comment around all the time, copy-paste way. Visit your? Nope.Minkahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18372105017807728884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583500604418152042.post-57994879165315227052009-03-25T07:00:00.000+01:002009-03-25T07:00:00.000+01:00your blog is good good good......<B>your blog is good good good......</B>♥♥♥♥♥ Jennifer™® ♥♥♥♥♥https://www.blogger.com/profile/15369583052701337325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583500604418152042.post-28325158755720610782009-03-24T14:41:00.000+01:002009-03-24T14:41:00.000+01:00I learned about the napkins from a friend of mine....I learned about the napkins from a friend of mine. Surprisingly, she learned from mum. But my mum actually went to the doctor with me years later when I needed birth control. That was huge progress in one generation - nobody EVER talked to her about anything related to "those things". I guess my dad still had to explain a thing or two. from this point of view, she was OK. I mean, I understand.Minkahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18372105017807728884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583500604418152042.post-87743457031835405642009-03-24T14:07:00.000+01:002009-03-24T14:07:00.000+01:00My parents never talked about it either. Actually...My parents never talked about it either. Actually, had they told me that story, I probably would have believed them as my youngest 2 siblings were both adopted and I, along with the other 3 kids in the family, went with them to meet and "buy" those 2. They were 6 and 4 at the time. <BR/><BR/>My mother hadn't even told me about the "women's curse" till I had been cursed with it for over 2 years, and then it was "Skye I need to tell you that pretty soon you'll be needing those 'special napkins'", and I told her "Sorry mom, too little too late, I've been using them for over 2 years already. Even "A" is using them now, and she's 3 years younger than me!"Skyehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00198283033410908267noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583500604418152042.post-73789115024697672922009-03-23T23:19:00.000+01:002009-03-23T23:19:00.000+01:00Stories? It's not a story, it's the truth. I cam...Stories? It's not a story, it's the truth. I came from a flower...<BR/><BR/>I loved that post.<BR/><BR/>My parents never really spoke openly about it, I just vague knew it was from my mum's tummy, and didn't understand why some of my friends didn't have dads.mo.stoneskinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10737422581378328590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583500604418152042.post-40526633737295904422009-03-23T21:53:00.000+01:002009-03-23T21:53:00.000+01:00Ah my dad was just terribly straight up about it. ...Ah my dad was just terribly straight up about it. But not on every exact dirty detail but just gave the picture of sperm in man, egg in woman and conception. <BR/><BR/>(Just stumbled on your blog ^^)taitlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14486785865253117044noreply@blogger.com