Here’s an idea I’ve been thinking about. Still working on it. But enjoy:
“Daddies?” asked Ella in her small voice from the backseat.
“Yes, baby?” the two asked in unison. They gave each other a warm smile before Chad had to return his attention to the road. How lucky they were, to have not only each other, but such a wonderful daughter. She had kept herself relatively content so far during the drive, busing herself with her virtual finger painting.
“Daddies, where do babies come from?”
They grimaced when they heard the question that had sprung out of the blue. It was something every parent dreaded. Continue reading