To ask a three year old where babies come from. DO IT!
Henry KNOWS the baby is in "Mommy's tummy" but when asked how you get the baby OUT, he declared, with great conviction:
"Daddy goes through the tunnel, to the airport and gets on an airplane. He goes FAAARRRRR away. Then, the baby comes home!"
Yup. No clue how he jumps from "Baby in mommy" to "Baby on an airplane." But at three years old I'm cool with that.
Actual "how the baby gets out" conversations can wait. Right?