Funny boy

I cant remember what he did, but I asked him:
"Are you just the funniest boy I know?"

His response:
"I'm the funniest boy everybody knows!!"

He insisted on going to the Coop coffee shop today (rubbish coffee - boo!!!) before thoroughly testing my knowledge of sheep and foetal development on the way home:

N -"why do sheep eat grass?"
Me - "it's good for them!"
N - "why?"
Me - "it makes good milk for their babies"
N - "and poo......!! Why don't sheep use the toilet?"
Me - "they are not clever like you!"
N - "Why are sheep not clever?"
Me - "they don't have very good brains!!"
N - "what are brains?"
Me - the computer in your head that makes everything work! You have good brains"
N - "who made my brains?"
Me - "hmmm - they grew inside of me like the rest of you!."
N - "and my eyes??"
Me (phew - easy question!!!) "yes"
N - "who stuck my eyes on?"
Me - "ooh - they just grew inside my tummy!!! You have lovely eyes!!!" (See what I did there!)
N - "what about my bones?"
Me - "you have lovely bones!!"
N - " what about my knees?"
Me - "I just love your knees!!!" (Parking the car now!)
N - "what about all of me?"
Me - "I love all of you! Funny boy!!"