Oh, The Human Body. . .

During a visit to my sister Janette's house, she showed me a little activity book that she had done with her kids last year. You trace around your child's body and then read about the different parts as the child colors and cuts out the part. Emma has been loving this and is proud that she knows her inner parts and their functions. Now, instead of saying she has to pee, she says her bladder is full. It's been a really fun, ongoing science project for us. Because it's in addition to what we are already doing for science, we don't do it every day.

Well, yesterday proved to be absolutely hilarious for me. I tried very hard to keep a straight face through the questions. We came to the page labeled "reproductive organs." As Emma was coloring her reproductive parts, I read about their function and explained how the ovaries produce eggs. I also read about the boy parts and how they produce sperm. She finished coloring her uterus and ovaries and began coloring the testicles. I had to stop her and inform her that she's a female and doesn't have testicles. . . only boys do, so we wouldn't be gluing those on to her body. She giggled and said, "Oh." Not sure why, but I decided to further explain that the sperm has to find the egg and fertilize it for a baby to be made. Usually, after I'm done reading and she's done coloring, she glues the body part onto her cardboard body. Then I review with her by asking questions about what I read. So yesterday, I asked her what her body produces and she said, "An egg!" Then she quickly added, "But you also need a boy's tentacle to make a baby!" I corrected her but was laughing inside. It was comical and talking to Kevin about it later was funny. Today, however, took the cake! We hadn't talked about her body at all this morning. Then, during lunch, while eating some string cheese, she held up some cheese and said, "Mommy, does my cheese look like a sperm?" I grinned and said, "Yes, Emma, it does." Then she started laughing and said, "Come look! I made an egg for the sperm to swim in to!" I couldn't keep a straight face. At least I know she was paying attention to the lesson! Finally, with a serious look on her face, she said, "Does the mommy have to eat the sperm so it can get to her egg?" In a split second, I closed my eyes, prayed, and responded, "No, sweetie, the mommy doesn't eat the sperm. God made a special way for them to get together." Case closed. Not to be reopened for a while!

String cheese and science. She's more creative than I am!!