We don't seem to be on the same page today...

Although it was beautiful, the snow we had over the holidays wasn't good for "packing".  Try as I might, I just couldn't build a classic snow man.  Henry wasn't impressed with my tiny version. I kept telling him it was a mini snowman. 
He responded with, "I want Mickey"
Soon after, he asked me where birds came from. I knew I couldn't mess this one up. So I took my time while I considered his stage of devlopment.  Finally I answered,  "Birds come from Heaven. Baby Jesus's daddy makes them."
"No, Mom," he said. "They come from nests."