A conversation between my friend and her 3-year-old daughter today:
Girl: Mom, where is your sandwich?
Mom: I ate it.
Girl: Then it’s in your arm, I bet.
Mom: Why wouldn’t it be in my stomach?
Girl: Because God makes food move through your body. Your arm looked like it needed more food than your tummy today.
Mom: Does that mean my tummy is big?!
Girl: No, it means your arm is small.