He sat on the floor, between a naked Barbie and a teddy bear watching her reign over the tea party. He chuckled to himself, laughing harder at the look she shot him. Her hand on her hips as she glared over at him, exactly like her mother when he left the toilet seat up.
"Why are you laughing, Daddy?"
"I just thought about something funny," he smiled at her.
"Ok," she looked slightly suspicious still," I got a question."
"Alright, ask me," he smiled at her. She was a happy and curious child and had her daddy wrapped firmly around her finger.
"Where do babies come from?"
His jaw dropped a little but he recovered quickly, "From mommy's tummy."
"I know that silly. How'd the baby get in there?"
He thought hard, trying to come up with something, anything to say to her.
"Snack time!"
"Coming, Mommy!"
He sighed in relief as she ran down the hallway, that is until she stopped and ran back in.
"We'll talk later."