My six-year-old buddy Quin was over the other night. As they were leaving, his dad said, "Hey, Quin. Do you know Nathalie is going to have a baby?" Without missing a beat the kid says, "Ohhhhhhhhhh. So that's why your tummy is so big!"
Today I had a fourth grader in lunch detention. When I came around the side of my desk his eyes widened in surprise.
"Mrs. Hardy are you having a baby?"
"Yes, I am."
"A biiiig baby," he says nodding knowingly at my stomach.
"Yeah, it's lookin' like that."
"That's okay. My neighbor had a stomach as big as yours last week and her new baby is actually a little one." (That would be more comforting if I didn't have four more months to grow. I mean go.)