Tuesday, November 10, 2009

As told to me by Jerry

Apparently during Sunday School, Tom was wandering around as he is apt to do. He was climbing up and down the stairs to the stand and he was trying to climb them like a real person, walking up and down. He tries to walk down from the top but ends up doing a flip down the stairs and a face plant. So he is on the floor on his stomach. Jerry is fully expecting him to cry. Tom lifts his head and realizes that a smartie must have detangled itself from somewhere in his clothes and is now lying within arm's reach.

Naturally his chubby hand shoots out to grab the smartie which he promptly consumes. He was much too preoccupied with the smartie to waste time crying.

1 comments:

Anna Marie said...

Priorities.....cry or candy? Smart guy, candy is always more fun then wet tears. Glad he was not hurt.

Hope you had fun at New Moon!