A little boy asks his mother:

A little boy asks his mother:
- Mom, how are little boys born?
"In cabbage, my heart," replies the mother.
- And my little sister, how was she born?
- In a rose, meets the mother again
Some time later, the little boy enters the room of his parents and sees them in action. It was then that he said to them:
- So, are we gardening?
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