October 22, 2009
Holy shit. I posted a while back that this photo (also posted by mandalay, so just read her blog already) gave me a bigger dose of nostalgia than anything else I’d seen on tumblr. Well, that has just been trumped. For this, ladies and gentleman, is a page from Peter Mayle’s Where Did I Come From. I had not seen this book in almost twenty years, yet I immediately recognized it. Why? Because this is how I learned the facts of life. My mother kept a copy of this hidden amongst her cookbooks, and sometime around the age of 8, my sister and I discovered it. Whether it was because we were snooping or my mother left it for us to find I don’t recall, but after nearly two decades, passages like this are still what I think of when people ask where babies come from.

Holy shit. I posted a while back that this photo (also posted by mandalay, so just read her blog already) gave me a bigger dose of nostalgia than anything else I’d seen on tumblr. Well, that has just been trumped. For this, ladies and gentleman, is a page from Peter Mayle’s Where Did I Come From. I had not seen this book in almost twenty years, yet I immediately recognized it. Why? Because this is how I learned the facts of life. My mother kept a copy of this hidden amongst her cookbooks, and sometime around the age of 8, my sister and I discovered it. Whether it was because we were snooping or my mother left it for us to find I don’t recall, but after nearly two decades, passages like this are still what I think of when people ask where babies come from.

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