I heard this with my own two ears this morning at the Bread & Honey Festival parade in Streetsville, Ontario.
Let me set the scene. A good spot to watch the parade is at a church and cemetery along the route. I heard this while a family was navigating the crowd on the sidewalk on their way to the cemetery.
Kid: "What's a cemetery?"
Mom: "It's where people are buried."
Dad knowing that Mom's answer is going to confuse the boy even more:
Dad: "It's where zombies come from."
That child will never, ever, ever, ever, walk past a cemetery for the rest of his life. Ever.
I wonder how he'll teach his kid where babies come from?
Kid: "Where do babies come from?"
Mom: "Storks in the sky deliver them to loving mommies and daddies all over the world."
Dad: "Dad's happy place."