My son knows everything

Over the last couple weeks I have had some interesting conversations with Brett. He has been telling me how things work, and how they are made, etc. How does he know? Jesus told him. Well, I can't really argue with that. Here are a couple of examples:

Brett: Mommy, I know how to make a volcano.
Me: Oh, really? How do you make a volcano?
Brett: You get a real big mountain and chop the top off, and then you fill it with lava.

Brett: Guess what Mommy. I know how the blood gets in our bodies.
Me: Okaaay... how does the blood get in our bodies.
Brett: When Jesus makes our body, he puts the skin on our back, but he leaves the top open. Then he pours in the blood and puts the skin on the top.

Of course, Ashley is not to be outdone. A few days ago Ashley and Brett were arguing about who was going to die first in our family. After a little back and forth Ashley had the final word:

Ashley: "Daddy will die before Mommy because he will get fatter than Mommy. Daddy likes to eat lots of treats."
Me: exit stage left before they can see that I am laughing my head off!