or at least my husband's. On the way home from church tonight I was singing the books of the New Testament with Joel - which he already knows, but he wasn't doing so well. So, I told him to sing them one more time. He refused at first and the following conversation ensued between Joel and Kent:
Kent: "What did your mother say to do"
Joel: "Sing one more time"
Kent: "Sing it"
Joel (singing): "One more time"
....ARGH! Needless to say, he finally sang them - but we were trying not to die laughing. We have got our hands full!
Kent: "What did your mother say to do"
Joel: "Sing one more time"
Kent: "Sing it"
Joel (singing): "One more time"
....ARGH! Needless to say, he finally sang them - but we were trying not to die laughing. We have got our hands full!