How sad

It has happened, the world has corrupted my little sweet boy.
Last night Ben asked me, thoughtfully straightening and then bending his middle finger in a clenched fist- mommy, why is it bad to do this?
His teacher told him in school that it was bad.
And why IS the poor middle finger so evil, we can wave all the other fingers around as much as we want, just not THAT ONE...
It has to be confusing to a little kid. Oh well.
Thankfully he is learning some good things in school, too, to offset the bad.

Crackers

The boys had a primary activity yesterday to make Conference Activity Books and they got a bag of snacks to eat during conference. Neal wanted to eat one of his snacks tonight, and I told him we should wait until tomorrow during Conference. Then he went to Grandma to ask her to open it, and she told him to go ask daddy. I said the same thing--we'll eat them tomorrow. Neal turned to Grandma, threw his arms wide, and said, "SEE?!"

Laman and Lemuel

Me and the boys were reading the Book of Mormon Story the other day about Nephi building the boat. So I told them how Nephi was supposed to build a boat and Heavenly Father told him how to do it. Then I said he went to get help from his brothers, Laman and Lemuel. Ben interjected, "Oh, no!" (ie, not again! I know where this is going!). He's figured out quick that Laman and Lemuel were troublemakers.