that's some solid theology, kiddo.

This was the exchange between Hunts and a friend (who is an adult)....

Friend: My granddaughter is beautiful. She is a beautiful baby. My daughter makes beautiful babies.....You know who else makes beautiful babies?

Hunts: (Super matter-of-factly) God.

Friend: (A bit taken aback) Well.........that's right............you kind of trumped me there. I was going to say, "Your mommy and daddy do", but you're right.

Hunts: And God made the best baby of all. Himself.

Friend: Huh?

Sarah: You mean, baby Jesus, honey?

Hunts: That's right.

that's right.

H: I can throw.

S: That's right.

H: I can hit.

S: Hmm, hmm.

H: And I can bitch.

S: (Quiet laughter).

S: (Assuming we're still talking about baseball)....You mean, you can pitch, honey?

H: Yes, I can pitch.