He ought not be left alone with his thoughts....

Last week Camdon and I had a conversation about Satan.
He must have learned something about it in primary.
He asked me if Satan had a body. I said, "no, that's why he tries to get us to do bad things, because he's jealous that we have a body."
"oh. what's jealous?", he asked.
"It means he wishes he had your body."

This morning Camdon came out of the bathroom with no pants or underwear on.
He had his eyebrows raised and asked, "Satan wants my body?"
I was busy washing dishes and without looking up, i said, "uh-huh."
Again with raised eyebrows and a concerned look he asked, "Satan wants a little pee-pee?"
This time I looked up, "what?!" I see he is naked from the waist down.
"What do you mean?"
He tried to clarify, "Why doesn't Satan want Jesus's body, his pee-pee is bigger than mine."

Again, i fall speechless....dishrag in hand.