Page 73 of Alien Barbarian's Little Human

“Gross, mom!”

“We just wanted to give the Talk--”

“Oh by the Precursors, please don’t do that! I already talked to Flash about the Curds and the Whees.”

“You mean the birds and the bees?” I ask.

“Close enough.”

I sigh.

“Very well. Just remember, children, that you should always, always knock before you come into Mommy and Daddy’s room. Even if it’s at an odd time, like the middle of the day--”

Our children groan in disgust and flee. I look over at my love and shrug.

“I’ll find Flash and talk to him later, despite what his older siblings have said. Do you have any regrets?”

“Are you kidding? This is the perfect family,” she says, her blue eyes more lovely than a bright morning sky. “Because it’s my family. Our family.”

I take her in my arms, and kiss her once again. I will never get tired of this.

And I think there’s room in the treehouse for nine children, after all.

The End