I must have been about 8 or 9. I was a “helper” to the Brownie troop, along with another friend, and the meetings were held in a local church. When we weren’t needed, we’d go into another classroom and play with the chalk and erasers on the blackboard.
Anyhoo, one day, in between games of Hangman, she goes into this long involved explanation about where babies come from. I was nonplussed, to say the least. My mother must have noticed my mopiness later that evening, because she asked me what was wrong. I told her what my friend had told me.
To my horror, my mother confirmed it. That seemed like the most icky thing in the world! :eek:
I got over my reservations eventually, to say the least.
So, like Santa Claus, when and how did you learn Where Babies Come From?