Before the Fall

After I got home from work today, Grace and I did some crayon drawings. I asked her to help me draw a horse.

Me: "What does a horse have, Gracie?"

Grace: "A tail, ears, a head, and a body... [long, thoughtful pause.]  ... Why did the horse get a body, Mommy? ...  Did he follow Jesus's commandments?"

It was one of those moments. My guts were bursting with pride and motherly satisfaction.

And then Grace cocked her head, carefully assessing my artwork. 

"Mommy. Is that a horse? It looks like a pig. Whatever it is, it's funny lookin'."