When Griffin was 4 he really wanted a baby brother. He said something to me about why we couldn't just go to Target to get one, and I very gently explained that you don't buy babies at Target, and that because there wasn't a nice man in my life, being able to have a baby brother wasn't really going to happen anytime soon. I left out all the details of why I needed a nice man for that purpose.
Then later that year, we were at my brothers house for a small gathering with his friends and some family members and I was talking to one of my brothers friends, a man I've known since I was a little girl. Griffin came up and joined in the conversation, then point blank said to the guy "Do you know any nice men, because I really want a baby brother and my Mom needs a nice man so she can get me one."
Thankfully, that man, who happened to be one of the nicest guys I've ever known AND who was aware of my situation, understood the question better than anyone, and replied to Griffin "When I find one, I'll be sure to send them your way."
Still.... I was so embarrassed I wanted to crawl inside a cupboard. He was wise enough not to broadcast that exchange either.