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RE: Touché

Facebook post of a conversation between a friend and her youngest child, a 6 year old girl:

Little girl: Mom, how old will I be when [oldest brother, 16 yrs. old] is a dad?
Friend: {In my head} Good Lord, at least 20 I hope. {Out loud} Well, we never know how old we will be when we become parents; only God knows.
{Apparently not a good enough answer}
Little girl:  But how old CAN you be when you have a baby?
Friend: Well...sometimes we just don't have an answer. I don't know how old you CAN be, I only know that we wait until God gives us a baby.
Little girl: I can't believe you have 6 babies and you have no idea how old you are when you can get them and have no idea how they get in your belly.

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