Zombies are real...

...and other funny truths. Which is your favorite?

I teach the six and seven year olds in Primary. Last week our lesson was on the Second Coming, and we talked about how exciting it'll be when Jesus comes again. On the way home from church, one of the boys I teach said this to his family:

"I have no idea what Latter-day Saint means, but I did learn today that zombies are real. I cannot believe that people are going to be climbing out of their graves. Sheesh!"

I get the giggles just thinking about him saying this. Too funny!
I had this conversation with another smart boy that same week:

I was talking about all the cool things that will happen during the Second Coming, like animals being friends with each other, that all our physical problems will be fixed, and we won't have to lock our doors because everyone will be good. (I got these exact examples out of the manual, by the way.)

Him: "How do you know this stuff?"
Me: "We learn it in the scriptures."
(I could see the wheels turning in his head as he wondered if I was making this all up.)
Him: "Where's that big book you used to teach out of? We should have lessons out of that."

Me: "The big black binder? I print off the lessons from the Internet and just bring a couple pages now."

Him: (Still doubting) "Mmm."

Emma, Megan, Creed, Caleb, Me, and Logan

(Not pictured: Braedan and Gloria Mae)

I'm going through withdrawals because I won't be their teacher anymore. :(

On another note...
The other day Matt got this in the mail. The return address was a PO Box number in Houston.

• Before opening it, he thought it was a Christmas card from Mark and Kyra.
• Then he thought that maybe the Ellis' had sent it since they're from Texas.
• When he saw the phone number was an Iowa number he thought some of our friends must be playing a joke.
• (This one's my favorite.) He wondered if the auctioneer at Elijah's fundraiser (where I so innocently volunteered to host a Pure Romance Party) had gotten our address and was tricking him into buying something.

Even though it had no post mark, was written in my handwriting, and had my work number on it, it took him about five minutes to realize that it was from... yours truly, MUAH.

And one last funny truth...
A few weeks ago Matt and I were eating dinner:

Me: "Matt, I'm sorry I'm not a good cook..."
Matt: "It's okay, I wouldn't want you to be a good cook..." (Then he realized what he was saying and tried to cover up his blunder.) "I mean, you're a great cook! I love this stuff!"