Little Johnny, just six years old, came home from school looking flustered and red-faced. His mom, curious as ever, greeted him at the door with a smile.

“How was school today, Johnny?” she asked, noticing his expression.

Johnny heaved a dramatic sigh. “It was so embarrassing, Mom!”

Concerned but trying not to laugh, she asked, “Why? What happened?”

“Well,” Johnny began, “we had our first family planning lesson today. And everyone was saying the craziest things!”

“Oh? Like what?”

Johnny rolled his eyes. “Annie from across the street said babies come from storks. Sally next door says you can just go to the orphanage and buy one. And Timmy in my class said you get babies at the hospital.”

His mom chuckled. “Well, those are all interesting ideas. But why would that embarrass you?”

Johnny sighed again, this time with exaggerated exasperation. “Because, Mom, I didn’t have the heart to tell them that you and Dad were so broke, you had to make me yourselves!”