This morning, I was talking about Adam and Eve, DNA and dog pedigrees. You know, normal morning stuff that makes me thankful for coffee. A startling PBS special on pedigrees that I watched seemed to dove-tail into our recent discussion about where Cain got his wife. Ugh. Like I said--normal conversational fodder. Anyway, we were discussing the fact that an element of health and well-being in God's creation seems to be genetic diversity. I tried to talk in terms of DNA being like a bin of M & M's of 1,000 different colors...and that certain breeds of dogs were made up of just a few dozen colors in their "bin", thus rendering them pretty sickly. This allowed us to get to Cain, his wife and healthy DNA.
Well, after a little while of talking, Moo said: "So like, someone can be a certain amount Spanish or Swedish...", and not missing a beat, Belle interjects: "....or Oklahomish".
That coffee I'm thankful for? Now I'm thankful it didn't come out my nose.
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