"I can't."
"Oh, that's right. It's a part of me and my skin is over it.. . . Mom, how do you take my skin off?"
"You shouldn't take off your skin."
"Why?"
"It protects your insides, like your tummy, heart . . ."
"Let's feel my heart. . . . Did workers make me?"
"God made you."
"How did God make me?"
"He made you very special."
