Today I spent the day with my good friend Annette.
We have been friends since way back when I lived in Pennsylvania.
So she knew my kids when they were young.
And she was around when Carter was born.
As we were talking today, she reminded me of the cutest story about Carter.
He must have been 3 or 4 at the time.
In church at that age, they teach very simple lessons. Such as:
"Heavenly Father loves me"
"I am thankful for animals"
"I am thankful for my hands"
During the "thankful for my hands" lesson
the teacher asked the kids to tell some things they could do with their hands.
I'm sure there were various answers but one child said "move things".
"That's right", said the teacher. "If we didn't have our hands we couldn't move things."
Carter piped up and said,"I could."
When the teacher asked him about it he said
"I would just use The Force"
That's what happens when you are the youngest of 4 boys...you learn a lot of important things at a young age!