Cupid's Arrow & Getting Spanked

My good, sweet husband decided to jump the gun on Valentine's Day and brought home a dozen roses for me today as we were sitting down to lunch. Having just learned about V-Day traditions, Z. said, "Mr. Ben, did you get shot by Cupid's arrow today?" hehe, cute, I thought. Later Z. asked me, "What happens when two boys get shot with Cupid's arrow?" "Hmm..." I said, thoughtfully, "I don't know if that works. You'll have to ask your mom about that one, she might know better than me." Yikes! Don't really want to have that conversation with a 4-year-old.

Later lunch conversation turned to "the baby in my tummy." I said that I believed that the baby in my tummy was up in heaven and thought, "That lady would be a good mommy for me" and chose to come to my family. I told S.M. that I thought she probably chose her mommy when she was in heaven, too. She thought about that for a moment and said frankly, "But she spanks me a lot." I laughed and said, "Good, I'm glad she spanks you. I think that means she cares that you make good choices. If she didn't teach you how to make good choices, you might grow up to be someone who steals or hurts people." They all seemed shocked that that is a possible reason for why grown-ups make bad choices, pondered that for a few moments, then the conversation turned to who gets spanked and what for.

Okay, so maybe this isn't Leno comedy material, but I just enjoy the way children's minds work. I love my job! ;)