A little third grade boy named Johnny came in from school one day, walked up to his daddy and said, "Daddy, there's something I need to ask you."

"What is it son?"

"Daddy, where did I come from?"

Well, the father very nervously reached over and picked up some diagrams and pictures, because he had been planning for just this moment. He spent the next forty-five minutes explaining the process of birth. With a smug look on his face, inwardly congratulating himself on his great job, he said, "Son, does that answer your question?"

He said, "Not exactly."

He said, "What do you mean ‘not exactly?'"

He said, "Billy, up the street, says he comes from Arkansas, and I was just wondering where I came from."

When it comes to almost any subject our kids want to discuss, we dads can wing it withou…