I never know what sorts of things are on The Boy’s mind.  That kid is full of surprises.

TB: Mommy, what would you do if you had six billion kids?
Me: Uh, I suppose I’d be very tired.  That’s a lot to think about.  That’s a lot of kids.  I don’t think any one person can have six billion kids.
TB: Well, what is the most number of kids you would want to have?  Is it two?
Me: I want to have as many kids as God blesses me with.  Having two is great, and would be great to have 3 or 7 or 6 billion.  However many kids He gives me is the exact number of kids I want to have.
TB: But what if He blessed you with six billion kids?
Me: Well, then I guess I’d be happy with that.  But wow, that is a whole lot of kids.
TB: How would you pay for all of them?  For food and clothes?  That would be a lot of money.
Me: Yes, that would be a lot of money, but if God gave me that many kids, I know He would give me a way to take care of them.
TB: Would you kill some of them?
Me: No!  Would I kill some of them?  Why would I kill some of them?
TB: Cuz that’s a lot of kids.
Me: If I had that many kids I would love every single one of them as much as I love you and your sister.
TB: You would?
Me: Of course I would.  I love my kids; it doesn’t matter how many of them there are.  Do you have any idea how much I love you?
TB: Sure.  A lot.
Me: Pssshh!  A lot?  Whatever.  A lot doesn’t even begin to cover how much I love you.
TB: A billion?
Me: Come on, kid.  You’re going to have to do better than that.
TB: Six billion?
Me: Still not enough.
TB: Infinity?
Me: Well, at least you’re in the ballpark now.
TB: You love me infinity?  And my sister, too?
Me: Of course I do.  It’s what I do.

He walked off looking a little puzzled and mumbling something about six billion times infinity.