I admit that I wasn't completely listening to Grace and this is how the conversation started at dinner tonight.
"That's how God made me, Mom!"
Me: "hmm, what are you talking about Grace?"
Grace: "He made me to want to sit on the table. I just can't help how God made me."
Me: "Well, I am your mommy and I can make you NOT sit on the table."
Creative I tell you! She is always thinking. I will embrace how God made my children any day but they still can't sit on the table.