Last week, on vacation in Carmel, my youngest (Tanner, 6) and I decided to have a bath together in the large, jetted tub in the room. He washed my back and asked me where my "weenis" is (I have repeatedly told him that it's called a PENIS, but he and his brother have agreed on the "weenis" term, so we just run with it). I told him you remember, girls don't have those. "Well, then, how do they go pee?" So I explained that ours is more inside.
Next time we were in the car, he boldly announced that, "Boys get antennas and girls get tubes", to anyone who happened to be within earshot. I was glad we weren't in the middle of a church service.