
Ok, so I have to tell these stories really quick or I know I'll forget them. Wes and I have been really struggling with figuring out how to be good parents. It's good to have moments like this that help us laugh a little.
This past week Connor had an episode with a marker and his belly. Yah, I should have taken a picture, but I didn't want to encourage him.
Well, I talked to him a little bit about how his body is a special gift from Heavenly Father and

that he should treat it like a temple. A few days later we're driving back home from dropping Bradley off, and he starts asking me what's going to happen when we die. I explained everything to him, and then he said, "What will we be when we come alive again?" I told him we'd be ourselves, but he didn't think that was right. He told me he is going to be a temple, and that it's going to come out of his belly button! Ha ha ha . . . I think somehow he got the whole "your body is a temple" thing all mixed up. And there
was marker all over his belly button. :)
Ok, on to our little reader. Today, we are driving to church, and Bradley's new favorite thing is spelling stuff. So, for awhile he was asking us to find signs, tell him the word, and then he'd look at the sign and spell it. Then he decided he'd read the signs to us, and we'd spell the words. So, he says, "Wendy's." We spelled it. Then he says "Long John Sliver's." (We still can't convince him it's "Silver's.).

Ok, you ready for this, he says, "Spell Bad *** Coffee." We couldn't do it! We were trying to contain our laughter. While we were trying to control ourselves he and Connor were telling us to spell "Bad *** Coffee" again and again. Oh my, it was hilarious. I am not a fan of lying to my kids, but we convinced them that we were laughing at something Daddy said. Oh man, I wish you could get the whole picture. It was absolutely hilarious.
When we calmed down we had a serious discussion about words we don't say in our family, and Bradley felt pretty bad. He was just reading the sign after all.
Needless to say, parenting is hard work. I told Wes we're not going to drive to church that way ever again so they can forget about it. If not, I know they'll enjoy saying it much more often - especially if Wes and I can't contain our laughter the next time!!