This morning I was having a conversation with connor that went like this:
Me: "connor, guess what? Tomorrow is abby's birthday!"
Connor: "Ya, mine too!"
Me: "Your birthday isn't until June."
Connor: "why?"
Me: "Because that's when you were born."
Connor: "No it's not. I'm not born yet"
Me: "You're not born yet? Are you in Heaven still?"
Connor: "yes."
Me: "You're in heaven with Heavenly Father and Jesus."
Connor: "yes. I went there last night. I came back. I want trains and curious george."