
Sam ran ahead of us down a steep grassy hill towards a pavilion where we were convening for an Elders Quorum picnic. His feet got ahead of him and he tumbled to the bottom.
Laughing hysterically.
I want to do the right thing. The most right thing, the thing that takes all possibilities of right, good, success in account.
2 comments:
I was guessing he was sad. Glad to know he has a great sense of humor and can laugh at mishaps!
Good thing the grass was soft.
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