Where did I come from?

I just had to write this, so I can remember this sweet conversation I had with Camden. I was folding laundry, and he was playing with his toys. He says, "Mom, come here." He puts his two little hands on the sides of my face, and looks me in the eyes and asks, "Where did I come from?" I asked him what he meant and he says, "Where did I come from? Where did you get me? Did you get me from somewhere? Did I live somewhere else before you got me?" It was so cute, because he was completely serious, and really seemed to want to know. I told him he came from heaven and Heavenly Father sent him to me. He says, "Okay- that's what I thought." And then went about playing with his toys. These cute moments sure make up for the not so cute moments!