The feisty Renegade Rebbetzin reports a theologically challenging dialogue with one of her children. This reminds me of one of my all-time favourites. Years ago, an aquaintance of ours was driving her kids somewhere.
Voice from the back seat: "Mummy, where do babies come from?"
Mummy (driving), takes deep breath:" Well, Hashem puts a seed into mummy's tummy, and Hashem asks daddy to help make it grow, and Hashem looks after the baby in mummy's tummy, and then Hashem decides it's time for the baby to come out, and Hashem decides whether it will be a little brother or a little sister."
Back seat (silence,thinking): "Mummy, I have another question, then."
Mummy (alarmed, trying to concentrate on traffic): "Yes darling, you know you can always ask Mummy any question"
Back seat:" How do goyim have babies?"
Note: Please do not comment on the theology or the biology of this exchange. B'H, the 'back seat' grew up to be a wonderful young man, who has been in a deep Litvish Yeshivah foir many years. He may have been updated on the birds and bees since.
