Vicky was three and asked, "Mummy,
How did I get out of your tummy?"
"Keep it simple," it said in the book:
I told her the route that she took.
"Your head came out first," I explained,
"Next your arms...body...legs..." (Now feel drained).
She thought for a while, and asked whether
We'd then had to glue her together.
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