Can you tell me if she has a nice house?

So Louis has had some passing curiosity about babies being born lately. A few weeks ago, looking at my stomach he asked me "Where is your scar?" and I asked "What Scar?". He said "From where the doctor took the babies out of your tummy." I certainly hadn't planned on having that conversation so soon...but I thought it was best to be honest but leave out the details. I reminded him that we had gone to the hospital, and explained that babies come out of mommy's vagina, and the doctor helps mommy at the hospital. Well he accepted that and went on his way.
But apparently he's been talking to Daddy about it, and Daddy threw in some details, such as there is a lot of blood and yucky stuff. Which is true, so you can't be mad at Daddy, and Louis seemed pretty accepting of this information. Which brings us to my most recent "Birth" Conversation.
Louis says "Remember when you went to the hospital and the babies came out of your vagina and there was a lot of blood and yucky stuff?"
Me "Yes...."
"Mommy I have a question".
Oh lord, what can it be.........
"Mommy, does the doctor have a car?"
"Ummmm, yes."
"What kind of car?"
"Ummm, a Lexus SUV thing."
"But where did she park it? Did she park it in the garage?"
"I don't know......"
"I didn't see her car."

Yeah. She has a car.

This conversation courtesy of my sweetie who also will wake me up in the middle of the night putting a finger to my face "Mom.....booger!"

Could I love him anymore?