Confusion

Molly's friend Alyssa played at our house the other day.  That night, this was my conversation with Molly:
M: Alyssa has a baby
Me: No, Alyssa's mommy has a baby in her tummy
M: (confused) We don't eat babies

She then started talking about the old lady who swallowed a fly. I tried to steer the conversation in the direction of growing a baby like we grow plants in the garden. I think Molly finally just gave up on the whole conversation.  Maybe we will discuss this again in a few years!