Got Milk?

Aidan asks us questions all day long. I love his inquisitiveness. We try our best to always be honest no matter the question. Here's the situation of this morning that goes in the books as the start of many awkward honest answers.

Our family was standing around in the kitchen. I pulled whole grain waffles out of the freezer to stick them in the toaster. Kyle had one arm wrapped around me ready to embrace on our "good day" kiss with the arm reaching for his keys and wallet. Ethan had his head in the pantry looking for pretzels for breakfast. Aidan came to us mid way in the process of getting dressed. Gripping his chest he asked " What is this?"

Kyle: "That is your nipple"
Aidan: " does it have milk inside?"
Kyle: "Only mommy had milk inside."
Aidan turns to me and continues "mommy, remember when I was a little baby and I got to drink from you?"

Kyle takes this opportunity to exit the conversation and scoot out the door. " I'll let mom tackle these questions."

Thu answers to Aidan: " Yes, I do remember. Then you turned one and became too big to drink from mommy."
Aidan " Ethan too?"
Thu: " Yes, Ethan too."
Aidan " Mom, why doesn't dad have milk?"
Thu: " That is because the mom's are the ones who carry the babies and so our bodies we built to have to milk"

Here I am thinking , this conversation has to end, it's getting too deep for me to glaze over with four year old appropriate answers.

Then Aidan asks another stooper " Mom, does dad stuck on your nipples?"
Stunned as I flip off the coffee machine. Then, a "DING" - saved by the toaster bell. I turned around with two hot waffles in my hand being mindful not to ignore Aidan's question I replied
" Yes, but not for milk. Now, would you like butter or maple syrup with your waffle this morning?"

"BUTTAAAH" Ethan screamed.
I walked to the table and swept them in another chapter of " The Twits."