(Photo sourced from Bern Morley with permission)
The kids took to me pretty well - forward with conversation and not shying away. About an hour and a half into the night, after dinner, Jack, who has just turned five and so very cute and cheeky, came up to me with his colouring book and crayons. He said he'd colour in a picture for me, because he is "VERY GOOD AT COLOURING IN" - it is like he speaks in caps lock all the time.
He rubbed up against my arm and asked 'where is your real skin?'. His voice was lower than caps lock this time.
I was stumped. Never been asked that question before. "Ummm. This is my real skin", I answered, trying not to laugh.
I can't remember exactly how the conversation went after that, but I did explain I was born like this, just like he was born with green eyes.
In caps lock Jack said "LIKE I WAS BORN WITH BIG RED NUTS!"
We all laughed so hard!
"I was", Jack said".
"I wasn't born with big red nuts" I replied.
"WHY?" Jack asked.
"Because girls aren't born with nuts", Bern told him.
When he went to bed, he gave me a kiss goodnight. I told him he's the first boy who's kissed me in ages. He promptly wiped his mouth. Adorable.