Conversation with a 4 year old

K: Mommy are you married?
Me: Yes Kailee.
K: To daddy?
Me: Yes.
K: Where did I come from?
Me: From God
K: So that's how I got into your belly?
Me: Yes
K: Well how did I get out?
Me: When you were in there for 8 months God said you were ready and they took you out.
K: How did they get me out?
Me: They cut you out (Thank goodness for c-sections)
K: Who cut me?
Me: No one "cut" you. They cut my tummy to get you out.
K: Who?
Me: The doctors.
K: With what?
Me: Surgical instruments.
K: What's that?
Me: Kailee really?
K: Yes. I want to know.
Me: Like a scalpel.
K: A scalpel?
Me: Yes a really sharp blade.
K: Well that explains the scar on your tummy.
Me: Yup it does.
K: Hey mommy.
Me: Yes Kailee
Kailee: Um how did Justin fit in there?
Me: The same way you did.
Kailee: No. He had to be higher than me.
Me:What?
Kailee: He was in there higher than me because he was bigger.
Me: Um ok.
Kailee: Trust me he was higher and bigger.

By this point my brain is exhausted and she is literally still going explaining to me her version of how Justin came and was. And I would try correcting her and she would cut me off and tell me I was wrong. Why I'm surprised I don't know. This is the same child that will legitimately argue with me that he is her son and not mine. Oh and boys are not gross they are now cute. Well only Justin. She doesn't know any other boys but Justin sure is cute.