“Why didn’t anyone in our family go to war?”
My 5-year old asks this, apropos of nothing, as we’re cleaning his room yesterday.
“Um, actually, your great-grandparents served in World War II. You remember Great-Grandma? She was a cook. And that’s where she met Great-Grandpa.”
“Do I know this Great-Grandpa?”
“Nope. He passed away when your dad was a baby.”
“So, does that make him my an-brother?”
“Do you mean ancestor?”
“Yeah. Hey, do we have any incestors on your side of the family?”
A) Try to unravel the brother/sister/ancestor/pervert knot we’ve begun?
B) Respond with, “Well, son, you come from a long line of fine incestors, such as your Uncle, Cousin Jake. Remember when you were supposed to draw your family tree for school, and it came out more like a low-lying shrub?”
C) Yell, “OOOOWEN!!! Your son has some QUESTIONS! GUY stuff!”?