When I was giving Baby Boy a bath today, he asked me if I had a penis.
I took it way too far and explained that not only did I have a vagina, just like (named every woman/girl in his life) but that he came out of my vagina when he was born.
He sat with that for a few hours.
At the grocery store this afternoon, he asked me about 30 extra-loud times in front of the cashier, bagger and ten people behind me if he could go back into my Vagina.
Since there was no context to be had, I imagine DHS will be knocking any moment now.