While outside planting flowers, Mr. B kept hearing a hummingbird at a nearby feeder.
Mr B.: Momma, there's a bumblebee out here.
Me: No, that is just a hummingbird that you are hearing.
5 minutes later.....
Mr. B: Momma, there's a bumblebee out here again....
Me: No, it is a hummingbird, I promise
5 (more) minutes later....
Mr. B: Momma, there's a bumblebee out here
Miss L: (exacerbated) IT IS A HUMMINGBIRD!
Mr. B: How does God make bumblebees?
Me: The same way he makes people....he just does. (Deeply profound answer, I know)
Miss L: But they are harder.
Miss L: No, bumblebees