I made it back to my own ward today after a summer in Yellowstone. A five year old I've never met in my entire life came up to me in the hallway at Church and asked, "Can I have a piece of candy?" I replied, "Sorry, I don't have any candy."
I was standing in the hall talking to his mom who had apologized for his brazen behavior. After a few minutes he swung by again and asked, "If you don't have any candy, what DO you have in that purse?"
Desperate times call for desperate measures.
No comments:
Post a Comment