“You know what else children don’t know?” (Part 1)

“You know what else children don’t know?” in dialog in story.
            Look! I’m doing a creative writing blog again! I’m timing myself for 10 minutes though, so if I end abruptly, that’s why! And I should get writing (quick disclaimer: this is NOT how I feel about children!!):

            “You know what else children don’t know?” Val continued to rant on the phone to her best friend, Kari, “How to keep their mouths shut! I mean, twice now Lily has asked why I have so many moles. Who asks that? And how I am supposed to answer?”

            Kari loved children, but knew Val had no intention of every having children even if she did get married one day. Yet Val had somehow ended up getting a job babysitting a four year old and ten month old. Last week Val had ranted about the baby throwing up and how horrible it had smelled. It even made Kari want to gag—especially since he’d managed to get it in a bucket with toys. At least he’d missed Val with his vomit.
            This week Val ranted about the things children say and ask.
            “Does she have any moles that you could ask her why she has them?” Kari offered.
            “I did try that,” Kari sighed. “She showed me where else she had a mole. It wasn’t a place I wanted to see. When do kids grow out of that?”
            “When you teach them that it isn’t acceptable behavior.”
            “Anyway, this week Lily asked how her little brother got out of her mom’s tummy.”
            Kari
 

Ah, I want to finish this! Maybe tomorrow. I’ll just leave it on that lovely cliff hanger for now…