Babies come from.......Mexico?!?

J has a wild imagination. That is actually putting it mildly. He really adds alot of color and excitement to our lives. Today is no exception. This morning he was telling me about stuff he did while he was in Mexico. This puzzled me since he has never been to Mexico....and neither have I. I explained to him that he must be mistaken because he in fact has NEVER been to Mexico. The look on his face showed it all.....he looked at me with pity, because he obviously knew MORE than me. He explained that he lived in Mexico with God before Daddy and me decided we wanted to little boy. Hmmmmmm.....really?! I told him that no, he had come from my belly and we brought him home from the hospital (which was not even CLOSE to Mexico). He said "No way....nobody can grow inside another person....how would they get there?" I told him that God puts babies in mommies bellies, and that God can do anything.
He said "NO, I came from Mexico."

I am worried what kind of stories he will be telling next year when he starts kindergarten. I'm looking forward to lots of calls from the teacher. Wish me luck.