I wish I could be a pig!" A little boy said to his mom. "Why?" His mother asked curiously.
  "Because I could wallow in the mud and not be told I can't." "But dear you would also be subject to being our holiday dinner." She added.
"That's OK mom at least I'd be part of Easter to celebrate Jesus's birth and than I could go back to play in Gods castle.
" Oh the mother said grabbing her sons hand and bringing him outside.
There they played in the dirt together without a care in the world until it was time to come in and eat. (  ignoring the looks from other family members )

One can learn much from a young child.