Video from the Primary Program, September 2010.
Ignore the voice of Sam's nearly tearful mother during the last verse. :)
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Showing posts with label Samuel. Show all posts
Monday, October 4, 2010
Friday, June 25, 2010
Cub Country
Last night we began to get Sam ready for Cub Country, because he had to be ready to go by 7 a.m. this morning.
So first, I told him to find his shoes so that he would not have to frantically look for them in the morning.
Sam: "I need shoes?"
(I realize you have been hanging out in your pajamas and bare feet all week, throwing on flip-flops when absolutely needed. But yes, you are going to the mountains and you need shoes and socks.)
Next, I asked Sam if he knew where his scarf was (meaning his blue bandana-like scarf that goes around his neck as part of his scout uniform.)
Sam: "Why do I need my scarf? Is it going to be cold?"
Oh, boy.
So first, I told him to find his shoes so that he would not have to frantically look for them in the morning.
Sam: "I need shoes?"
(I realize you have been hanging out in your pajamas and bare feet all week, throwing on flip-flops when absolutely needed. But yes, you are going to the mountains and you need shoes and socks.)
Next, I asked Sam if he knew where his scarf was (meaning his blue bandana-like scarf that goes around his neck as part of his scout uniform.)
Sam: "Why do I need my scarf? Is it going to be cold?"
Oh, boy.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Fail blog
On our vacation this summer, we took a scenic and very winding road to get to an evening show at Mount Rushmore. We saw a ton of deer, and we loved the view of the four presidents through several tunnels. Spencer, however, did not like it quite so much, since he ended up getting car sick.
After stopping to clean up, find him something clean to wear, air out the car, etc., we were slowly back on our way. Spencer was trying to make the best of it, and suggested that maybe he should write a letter to the President of the United States, telling him that there should be a requirement for roads to have less curves in them, thus preventing his car sickness. Someone else suggested that he start a blog about it. At that suggestion, Samuel (age 8) said something to the effect of, "Yeah, that would be a FAIL blog!" We all got a kick out of his quick wit. :)
(David is convinced he blogged this previously, but I promise he never did. I remember, because I asked him to, and I was annoyed when he never did it, but it wasn't worth making a fuss over. Here is how I remember it.)
After stopping to clean up, find him something clean to wear, air out the car, etc., we were slowly back on our way. Spencer was trying to make the best of it, and suggested that maybe he should write a letter to the President of the United States, telling him that there should be a requirement for roads to have less curves in them, thus preventing his car sickness. Someone else suggested that he start a blog about it. At that suggestion, Samuel (age 8) said something to the effect of, "Yeah, that would be a FAIL blog!" We all got a kick out of his quick wit. :)
(David is convinced he blogged this previously, but I promise he never did. I remember, because I asked him to, and I was annoyed when he never did it, but it wasn't worth making a fuss over. Here is how I remember it.)
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