Getting Babies

One of Luke's classmates became a big brother right before Christmas. This gets the gears in Luke's head turning. One night after stories, he says me, "I want to have a baby. So, when are we going to get a baby?" ME: Luke, you don't just "get" babies. You don't go to the store and buy a baby." Which was a really dumb thing to say on my part becasue then it led to the next question I wasn't prepared to answer; "So where do they come from then?" Super. Not the conversation I was looking to have at 8pm with an almost 5 year old. Quick, think of something quick and easy for a 5 year old to understand that won't involve having the "sex" talk right this second. My answer, "They grow in mommies tummy." Luke: "How do they get in there?" Super. another dumb thing to say. Me; "Mommies and Daddies decide to have babies and they are made from love. Then with God's help, they grow in Mommy's tummy." Luke: How do they get out?" SHIT! This is NOT going well.
"Umm... then they are born when they are done growing. " Luke: But HOW do they get out?" Me: "OK time for bed. Love you see you in the morning." And then I sprint out of there as fast as possible.

The subject of "Getting babies" has come up again, but I have been able to steer the conversation away from "where babies come from" to " You know if we have another baby, then you have to share your room with Gavin." That seems to end the baby conversation and leads to the, "Can we get bunk beds?" conversation. Nevertheless, there are NO babies on the way here now or in the future, no matter how much Luke begs. I believe my final answer was, "When you are 30, with a wife, job, and house, you can have as many babies as you want."