So I posted once before how owning guinea pigs has been an educational experience;
Owning Guinea Pigs - So Educational
Well today that education was continued thanks to two of my little sweeties.
As ever I am not one to name and shame, but Ruby came into season today, and for the first time ever Eddi worked out how boys usually react to this situation.
He was pretty pleased with his manly self I can tell you.
It is the Summer hols here, and at one point the girls bought some friends home.
I wasn't really paying attention when they went into the living room to look at the guinea pigs until I heard one of their friends say something along the lines of, 'does the stork bring guinea pig babies too?'.
So I bolted into the living room and suggested we all go outside immediately to eat ice cream and sweets in the garden.
Now.
Right away.
Yes - sweets and ice cream.
Because my kids know exactly where babies come from, and clearly one of our guests has not yet had that conversation with her parents, and I just somehow felt she probably shouldn't be learning the facts of life from our ridiculously 'frisky' guinea pigs.
I am looking at you as I type Eddi.
So the kids were distracted by my insanely out of character offer of junk food, and I congratulated myself on my quick thinking and excellent disaster prevention.
Until dinner time tonight when the girls said that they could hardly believe that C didn't know where babies really came from, and when they explained it all to her she didn't believe them at first, so they told her to go home and check with her Mum tonight.
Obviously I can't wait for that phone call.
Thanks Eddi.
Owning Guinea Pigs - So Educational
Well today that education was continued thanks to two of my little sweeties.
As ever I am not one to name and shame, but Ruby came into season today, and for the first time ever Eddi worked out how boys usually react to this situation.
He was pretty pleased with his manly self I can tell you.
It is the Summer hols here, and at one point the girls bought some friends home.
I wasn't really paying attention when they went into the living room to look at the guinea pigs until I heard one of their friends say something along the lines of, 'does the stork bring guinea pig babies too?'.
So I bolted into the living room and suggested we all go outside immediately to eat ice cream and sweets in the garden.
Now.
Right away.
Yes - sweets and ice cream.
Because my kids know exactly where babies come from, and clearly one of our guests has not yet had that conversation with her parents, and I just somehow felt she probably shouldn't be learning the facts of life from our ridiculously 'frisky' guinea pigs.
I am looking at you as I type Eddi.
So the kids were distracted by my insanely out of character offer of junk food, and I congratulated myself on my quick thinking and excellent disaster prevention.
Until dinner time tonight when the girls said that they could hardly believe that C didn't know where babies really came from, and when they explained it all to her she didn't believe them at first, so they told her to go home and check with her Mum tonight.
Obviously I can't wait for that phone call.
Thanks Eddi.
