h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

My daughter (she's nearly 6) loves to ask about babies and the time when she was in my tummy. We were talking the other day and she asked:
"What does it feel like to have a baby in your tummy?"
I told her it felt very nice, especially when she was moving around inside.
My son (aged 4) piped up:
"I'm a boy, so I was in Daddy's tummy".
I gently corrected him, no son, only mummies have babies.
Astonished, he asked
"Was I in your tummy as well?"
Yes, I said. You got hiccups every day.
"And did I move around?"
Yes.
He nodded, and said, very matter-of-fact:
"I was looking for the way out."

An answer I find very useful at Christmas, when I am asked;
"Can I have this, this, this, this, this and this? Pleeease?"
I reply,
"Father Christmas doesn't have room in his sleigh for all those things. If you just pick one, then he will have more room for surprises."
That one usually works well!

Oh yes, and I forgot to add...

When I told my children that they grew in my tummy, the first response from both of them was:
"Did you eat me?"

My daughter once said to me that she was looking forward to having babies.
But then she asked
"How does the baby come out of your tummy? Does it come out of your mouth?"
"No," I said, "I went to the hospital and the doctor helped you come out " (thinking I could skirt the issue!).
"So HOW does the doctor get the baby out?"
I knew it was time for a difficult answer! But I believe in telling the truth to kids (as far as they are able to understand, given how young they are), so I went for it.
"Well, I had to push very hard, and you came out of my... front bottom" ...oh dear.
At which point, she started yelling,
"I DON'T WANT BABIES! I DON'T WANT BABIES!"
I had to calm her down and reassure her that it was OK really, and only hurt a LITTLE bit... (Well that was a lie...!)
Luckily, the conversation stopped there!