Embarrassing Questions

Despite being a child in discovery of the world, I have to say that it's still embarrassing when Mr C asks a question about someone you would never normally say out loud. Loud enough so the person can hear, if not directly to their face, makes it even worse.

We have just finally gotten past the point where Mr C wasn't asking most females in sight, "You gotta baby in your belly?" and have transitioned to the new question for bearded males, "Are you Santa Claus?" At first the whole baby question was difficult if the person wasn't aware that I was pregnant, but the most good natured response I heard came from my mom.

She said, "When your mama was a baby, I had her in my belly and when Aunt Kaytie and Aunt Beth were babies I had them in my belly too. Now... I'm just fat." His response was, "Oh.." with a puzzled look on his face, which was actually pretty funny since I'm sure he didn't really know what she was talking about.

Then he asked at a funeral in front of the widow, might I add whether the man in the casket was Santa Claus (AHH!) and today once again as a man from down the street rode by on his hoverround with a dog dressed up in what appeared to be a reindeer outfit, he asked loudly, "What is he riding on? Is he Santa Claus?"

It did sort of look like he was riding on a sleigh with 'Rudolph' pulling him along, but I would say perhaps we need to work on some discretion here. At least my husband got a pretty good laugh out of it!