-Daddy, daddy, where do babies come from?
And the father begins to tell:
-Well look... for example you... One day, a stork arrived and knocked at the window. Your mom opened it and saw that it was holding in its beak a baby wrapped in a pink blanket. She took the baby and when she looked better, she realized it was you. And you were cryiiiing...
In the afternoon, the girl wrote in her diary: “Today I talked to my dad about sex. He sucks!”