sinners

So the girls and I were driving today and they have been listening to Allison Krauss and her song, Down in the River to Pray, repeatedly. Or at least they ask me to repeat it and I comply. It's easy on the ears so it's hard to say no.

After listening to the song for the 100th time, Eloise stops and says, "Mom. Sinners are girls and girls are sinners".

me: "hmmm.....okay"

I chose in that moment not to launch into discussion about sin and just let her run with it for now. I'm wondering what her little mind thinks are sinners. I have a feeling it has something to do with the water and swimming, possibly a mermaid.