Almost part 3!

So, today Em's Nana and I took her to the Bodies Human exhibit in their town. The majority of the cadavers were males but there were a couple token females in the group, along with a room with fetus'. Em found it all very interesting and gave the overall experience a thumbs up. After seeing a few displays, Emily wanted to sit and write down some of the things she had seen...
Em: How do you spell 'spine'?
Me: S P I N E
Em: Let's see, I saw muscles...how do you spell that?
Me: M U S C L E S
Em: I saw bones. How do you spell 'bones'?
Nana: B O N E S
Em: How do you spell 'bottom'?
Me: B O T T O M
Em: I didn't see a v*agina...
Me: Sure you did, on that cadaver over there in the corner...that one is a female.
Em proceeds to return to the display, bends down to look at the parts, and then asks, "How do you spell 'v*agina?"
Me (well, I proceed to lose it in a MAJOR junior high moment, I can't look down at my kid because I am totally cracking up, shedding tears, with a temporary senior moment of forgetfulness, not remembering the letters to the specific body part!): V...
Nana, in adult, matter of fact fashion rattles off the letters and saves my hide: V * A G I N A

Fast forward to the coffee shop after our trip through the exhibit...
Em: But how does the baby get inside the mommy's tummy?
Me: Uterus.
Me, stalling...stalling a little more: You remember. We talked about it before at home. The sperm from the the male fertilizes the egg in the female.
Em: Right. But how does the baby get up inside the mommy? Does the sprem wiggle?
Me: Kind of...
Em: Does it hop?
Me (Lord, how come Jason's always conveniently not around during these conversations...huh, huh, huh?!): It's not a frog, so it doesn't hop...
Me (Lord, I don't really feel like 'splainin' this right now...): Em, have you ever heard the word 's*ex' or 'interc*ourse' at school, in a movie or on TV?
Em: No.
Me: Good.
Me: Well, God made mommies and daddies in very special ways to fit together...
Em, now totally digging in her backpack, looking for sunflower seeds, not really paying attention any more, pretty much over the conversation: Can we go now?
Me: Sure. No problem. Let's get out of here...

I have to say, the juices just weren't flowing for the timing here...perhaps it was the fact that I was sitting across the table from my mother in law (whom I love), but seriously, seriously?! Give the talk to my kiddo across the table from my kid's dad's mom?! Notsomuch...