The other night we were finally nearing the end of Alma in our family scripture reading (I’m not even going to tell you when it was we started), when my eight-year-old suddenly burst out anxiously and with affection, “Helaman doesn’t die, does he?”
Shhh. I won’t tell him if you won’t.













Oh no!!!
I can’t remember who wandered off into the wilderness and was never heard from again. THAT was a huge discussion at our house for awhile. Did he get eaten by a jaguar?
Or lions or tigers or bears. Oh my!
You know the best part is I usually think they’re not really listening. But apparently some of it must be sinking in…
Oh, they’re listening. Far too much…
Oh I absolutely lov ethat you shared this Dalene. Some of us gramma’s out here don’t get enough kid time. Reading that story put a smile on my face. Thanks!
This was such a wonderful story. They listen and they get involved and I think that’s awesome!