Thursday, May 5, 2011

what's in a name?

Hey look! It's May and I'm actually posting! It's only been 4 months since my last post. Ah-maz-ing. Enough of your sarcasm, people. Read on for the story!

In our morning scripture study today, the boys and I were reading Alma 54 -- the correspondence between Ammoron and Moroni, negotiating the exchange of prisoners. We try to read every morning, and we take turns reading so that no one falls asleep.

It was the Middle Carrotsticks turn to read. He read along, in not quite monotone. The Youngest Carrotstick and I followed along (the Oldest Carrotstick was at school already -- enduring 4 weeks of 5:30 am drivers education -- and PB&J was off in southern lands). Eventually, the Middle got to verse 23. And he read:

" I am a Moron, and a descendant of Zoram, whom your fathers pressed and brought out of Jerusalem."

instead of "I am Ammoron, and a descendant of Zoram...."

And boy, how those boys laughed. Some things will never change -- little boys and their sense of humor being one of them.


Head Nurse or Patient- you be the judge said...

ha ha ha- we had a bad one here too- Oldest was reading and read the word Gentiles- just a TAD wrong. And at first it didn't even phase him. Good thing that happend at home instead of at church.

As for bloggin- lets see if you can only wait three months now :)

the lunch lady said...

oh boy! that would be embarrassing at church!

kind of like when a member of our stake presidency told all the adults at the saturday night session of stake conference that doctors recommend that people should be getting "seven hourss-sexercise every week".

that caused quite the giggle.

Head Nurse or Patient- you be the judge said...

SEVEN HOURS! Boy- I better catch up ;)