Shoeless Joe? No. Shirtless Sam

So for some reason, Sam has taken a liking to going shirtless. He doesn't seem to know why he likes it, but the nanosecond he gets home from school, off comes the shirt. He just likes it. He spent all last Sunday (the one where we didn't go to Stake Conference) at home with no shirt on. What a goof! Claire asks if she can go either shirtless or pantless and the answer is always no, but there is Sam running around showing off. If you don't know who Shoeless Joe is, look up the 1919 World Series.

Sam made Candace and I chuckle early in the week. During Family Home Evening on Monday night, Candace prepared a lesson about consequences. She explained that there are consequences for every choice we make: some good, some bad. As an object lesson, she hid four things to taste under some cups and had the kids choose one. Once chosen, they had to close their eyes and open their mouths to see if they made a good choice or a bad choice. Sam went first. He closed his eyes (with some help from me) and opened his mouth: Salt. "Sam, was that a good choice?" Through a contorted face, he said, "Bad choice." Claire then got a bite of an apple: Good choice.

Then it was Sam's turn again. He closed his eyes and opened his mouth: Lemon juice. "Sam, was that a good choice or a bad choice?" As if gasping for air, he whispered through a sour face, "Bad choice." The tone and the face was one of those times as a parent that you don't want to laugh at your child, but I think we did. "Bad choice." I don't even remember what Claire had to finish off the lesson, but I know she made a good choice.