Our four-year-old Kimball recently received a slip of paper from Primary printed with his part in the upcoming Primary program. It said something like, "I love Heavenly Father, and Heavenly Father loves me, and he knows that I love roses."
It's true that we do have some rose bushes growing in our yard, but I had not been aware that Kimball particularly liked these. I decided to do some investigating, and here's our conversation:
Me: Kimball, did someone in Primary ask you what you love, and did you say roses?
Kimball: No! I like Scooby-Doo on Zombie Island.
Ah, I think I see what happened. Some sweet, precious Primary sister couldn't let that through, so she thought about the Bigelows and remembered our roses, and she plugged that nonsense into Kimball's part.
My kids are all nuts about Scooby-Doo, and I remember liking it a lot at their age too, although it doesn't hold up as well to adult viewing as several other classic cartoons do. But nonetheless, I think I may coach Kimball to go ahead and say what he really likes from the pulpit, rather than reinforce this Mormon obsession with saying what we think everybody else wants to hear us say....