Today Erica and I went to the Harlem chapel to watch the morning session of Conference. Just as the session was coming to an end I had the following conversation with an 8 year old that was sitting with us (as he does every Sunday).
8yr old: You got a sister?
Me: Yes
8yr old: You got a brother?
Me: Yes
...8yr old continued to ask me about cousins, uncles, aunts and any other type of relative he could think of...
8yr old: You got a wife?
Me: Yes, you know that. Erica is sitting next to you.
8yr old: You got a ex-wife?
Me: [trying not to laugh] No.
8yr old: You got a girlfriend?
Me: No, I have a wife. When you have a wife your are not supposed to have a girlfriend.
8yr old: Yes you can.
Me: No you can't.
8yr old: I got one.
Me: What's her name
8yr old: Her name Beyonce.
A few minutes later he was playing with Erica's hair as he says.
"You really should go get your hair done by the Africans."
I hope this 8yr old continues to sit with us.
11 comments:
This may the funniest thing I have heard in quite some time! Oh the joys of living in Harlem! i love that! haha- Hilarious! I was thinking of getting my hair done by the Africans too- so erica, when you're ready- I'm with ya girl!!
I will personally pay for Erica to have her hair done by "the Africans" - hi lar i ous
just like the jazz. solid return to form. nice to have you back.
So awesome.
Ha ha! That's great.
Good one! I personally would like to see Erica in dreads.(shiver)
i wanna come to your ward and sit with you guys too.
love it.
What a great neighborhood.
Who knew church could be so entertaining?
That is hysterical! I love Harlem's primary! We miss you guys and the ward so much but are very grateful for blogs so we don't feel too far away!
Love this story. Love seeing you guys more. Thanks for letting us hang out so long.
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