(Namechanging regular here)
My son is 4.8 and because I'm so sick atm, we decided to tell him I have a baby growing inside me and that's what's making me unwell.
"You're joking..." he replied. "Actually, I made a little baby out of clay and put the chemical in it that makes you sick and put it in your nostril while you were sleeping and it travelled to your tummy and now the clay baby will grow."
Who knows about child psychology? Sophable? Is this too weird for words or absolutely normal? It has freaked me out a bit