In the car on the way home Leif said something funny.
Me: "I sure am lucky that God gave me you instead of some other kid who isn't nearly so funny!"
Leif: (Silent for a little while.) "God gave me to you?"
Me: "Yes, I believe you were picked just for daddy and me."
Leif: "God put me in your belly? How did God put me in your belly?"
Me: "Umm, well" (Stammering and deciding to ignore the later question.) "Yes and no."
Leif: "Then you lied?"
Me: "No, I didn't lie. I believe that God picked you to be in my belly and to be my little boy."
Leif: "Oh ok. I don't remember being with God. How long was I with God?"
Me: "I don't know." (Wow, this is tough.)
Leif: "Where was I hanging out with God? In the sky?"
Me: "In God's kingdom."
Leif: "So I went from God's kingdom, then he decides I move from his kingdom to your belly and then I come out at the hospital?"
Me: "Umm, yep, I think so."
Me: "I had the weirdest conversation with Leif today."
AB: "What was it?"
Me: (Repeat the above first two lines.)
AB: "You walked right into that one and I cannot help you at all!!"