Tonight I heard Ashlyn say to Trent, "Let's fight!" I looked up to see Ashlyn armed with a wooden stick...Trent had a dryer sheet.
A couple weeks ago after we had gotten home from church I asked Ashlyn what she had learned in primary. Her response was, "Someone threw rocks and made a boy fall down." "Oh. That was not a very nice thing to do. We don't throw rocks at people, do we?" Ashlyn gave me a peculiar look, but didn't say anything. "Nope," I said, "We don't throw rocks at people. That was
not a good choice." Again, Ashlyn didn't say anything, she just looked perplexed. The very next day I was preparing our FHE lesson and had randomly chosen to talk about David and Goliath. As I was cutting out a picture of Goliath, Ashlyn came up to me and asked, "Who is that?" I told her that his name was Goliath. "Oh yeah, he fell over when the boy threw rocks at him." Ohhhhhhhh, okay. That makes sense. "You are right! And that
was a good choice."