Dinner Conversation

Our dinner conversation:

El: when is my next birthday?
me: December 28th
El: Why is it always December 28th?
me: That's the day you traveled out of my belly
El: How did I come out
*She TOTALLY knows how baby's come out & I think she just wants to hear me say it again*
me: you know, through the Vagina
El: how?
me: well, it stretches. God makes things perfect
El: Did it tickle?
me: NO! No, it did NOT tickle. It hurt! But you are worth it and I'd totally do it again!
...she asks some more question, but they aren't that entertaining.

a while later she's still eating and I'm on the couch feeding a baby and the following conversation takes place:

El: how is Boobie milk made?
me: Mommies bodies just know what to do when they have a baby
El: How does it come out?
me: well, we have milk ducts kind of like a bunch of little straws and the nipple is like a big straw for the baby.
*Amazingly, this answer satisfied her! yea!

I don't know about you all, but ever since I was little it seems like every dinner conversation some how ends in bodily functions?! Why is it no different now? haha.