Sometimes I wonder if I am failing as a mom.
Here is a story of proof.
Cora: I know how to get rid of my sins! First I fall down. Den duh sins all break up! Den they go down my body and go out my toe! Den the prairie dogs come and eat them! Den they fall down and die! My sins all gone!!!
Me: (Internally) Oh my! This is not good! (Out loud) Can you get rid of your own sin Cora? That is not the truth is it?
Cora: Uh-huh... (with a reassuring smile)
Me: Well what about Jesus? If you can get rid of your own sins, you don't need Jesus do you?
Cora: Yeah I need God too... He made me.
Then we had a heart to heart about why Jesus came and what he came to do...
... but still...
Three year olds!