We're Pulling Paige from Primary

"In Primary I learned about wise and foolish," Paige said, unprovoked, as we drove up Big Cottonwood canyon in a last ditch effort to see the changing leaves.

"Oh, did you sing 'The Wise Man Built His House Upon a Rock?'" I asked.

"No, we learned about what things are wise and what things are foolish." Then she asked, "How do you spell wise?"

I told her and she wrote in it down on the paper she was holding in her car seat in the back of the van.

"That's great. What things are wise?"

"Umm, saying prayers," she answered. "How do you spell 'prayers?'"

She wrote it under "wise."

"What's foolish?" I asked.

"Saying bad words. How do you spell 'bad words?'" She started a new list.

When we stopped to get out of the car, Traci noticed that Paige had already taken her car seat straps off while we were driving. Traci told her that was not okay. Paige was not pleased with the reproval.

"Mom," said our little, four-year-old pre-teen. "I don't want to hear it."

And then she dropped some serious Sunbeam knowledge.

"Mom, I'm putting your name on the foolish list."

And then, of course, she asked me how to spell Traci's name.