A few days ago I had to leave Target early...the boys were racing each other up and down the aisles, and I just couldn't take it anymore. So we abandoned our whole cart and left. Tommy, who thought leaving the store was pretty bad, calmly told me the following:
"Mommy, I'm going to tell the bishop." Me: "Why? What are you going to tell him?" Tommy: "I'm going to tell him that you made us leave Target early, and then he won't give you a temple recommend."
Where do they come up with these things!?
I told him that the bishop is also a dad, and that I was sure he'd left Target early when his kids were wild too, but Tommy wasn't convinced. So then I offered to dial the bishop's number and hand the phone to Tommy so that he could tell him, but he changed his mind. :-)