Gulp. As I was putting Lucero to bed, she asked me for a glass of water. Normal enough. I came back with the water, she gulped it down, and casually asked, "How do you get a baby?" I said, anxiety rising, "What?". She says, "When you want a baby, how do you get it?" I told her I'd tell her tomorrow. She said, brightly, "okay". Now I am off to Book People to get "It's Not the Stork!"
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