Callen was doing his business, when he asked a very serious question...
Callen: Mom, does God go poopy on the potty?
Me: Um... no.
Callen: What?! He doesn't? Where does he go poopy?
Me: He doesn't.
Me: God doesn't have a body like we do.
Callen: He doesn't have a body? He only has a HEAD?!
Me: :::laughing::: No, he doesn't have a body, he doesn't need one. He doesn't go poopy.
Callen: Mom, God goes poopy on the potty. He has to.
Daddy (from the other room): God is invisible!
Callen: We can't see him? Can I see him in heaven?
Me: Yes, hon. And then you can talk to him about all this, ok?