We'd had a little discipline earlier and always after a consequence, we say "when do I love you?" To which CC knows to respond, "all the time." I'm thinking that's what got her on the following train of thought:
CC: Mom, you love my body.
Me: Yes, I love all of you.
CC: You love my privates?
Me: (feeling like this is a weird question, but not wanting to be shaming) Sure, honey, God made your privates.
CC: Does God have privates?
Oh the joy and entertainment of such an inquisitive little mind. I can't remember exactly what I said - - maybe something about God not being a person. How would you have answered?