Day before yesterday, I told my daughter, 2 year old, about some happenings when her brother (9 year old) was young. And she asked, “was I very small then?”. I told her that she was not, that she wasn’t born.
Yesterday together with my wife and my kids we were in other city, done some shopping, few coffee stops, got some pizza, and before return, we went to see some friends. My daughter slept through our visit.
Today I was asking her where were we, and at the end told her that we were at my friends place, and that she was sleeping.
She said “I wasn’t born then”, looking at me, waiting for confirmation.
A brood comb 