All Sexed Out

(I am six years old and have a habit of reading anything put in front of me. I am in the car with my mother when she places a doctor’s form in my lap. I take it and read it.)

Me: “Mom, what’s sex?”

Mom: “Oh! Well it’s when—” *cue ‘The Talk’ in absolute completion* “And that is where babies come from.”

Me: “Um, Mommy… I just wanted to know what it means on the form… It says ‘F’ or ‘M.'”