Losing his memory...

#5 aka C just turned five. His teacher at church gives each kid in class a paper wrist band after each lesson in order to help the young kids in his class talk to their parents about what they learn on Sunday.
Every night at dinner D asks the boys about what they learned or did that day. When it came to #5's turn we asked him if he had a different teacher today. He said "Sammy's Mom taught, but she didn't give me a wrist band, so I don't remember what I learned about today."

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Amelia Antwiler said…
*LOL*
Our conversations used to go like this:
Me: What did ya learn about today?
G-man: Jesus.
Every. Single. Time.
12:42 PM
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