Why i'm on the next plane to America

After my prenatal appointment and a bit of quick shopping with Conor, I pick Declan up from school.
We're on the metro- Conor doing his Flirty Face at the lady behind us and Carmen doing her ABCs- when Declan says, "Maman, how do you do sex?"
"How do you do it?"
The man behind us starts laughing so I quickly switch to Spanish.
"Yeah, maman. Oceane told me today that her parents do sex."
"Yes, and daddy and I do too. It's something that adults do when they love each other."
"With a penis?"
"Yes, with a penis. When you're an adult. Not when you're a child."
"And Uncle Benedict?"
"I don't know, Dec."
"And Auntie Annabelle?"
"I don't know, Dec."
"Why don't you know?"
"I haven't asked them lately, that's why."
"Maman, when Uncle Benedict comes for dinner, can I ask him why he and Auntie Annabelle don't know
if they're having sex?"
"Sure. But Mommy's going to leave the country first okay?"