So yesterday in Gospel Doctrine, our home teacher and his wife were sitting next to us and their little girl was playing with another little girl in front of Chad. Emmett was watching them and jumping around; he really wanted to be down there too, but he should probably learn to sit up by himself first. So Chad helps him to stand up next to where the little girls are playing, and our home teacher's little girl toddles over and starts to bend down like she's going to kiss him. He hurriedly goes, "She really likes to kiss babies..."
"Is she sick?" Chad asks.
"No," he answers.
So we shrug. But as she bends down, instead of kissing him, she whacks him on the face! Both hands! It took a bit of an effort to smile and say that's alright instead of pinching the little twerp. But Emmett was fine. A little surprised obviously, but fine. Didn't even cry. What a man. Of course, little girl is barely a year old, so maybe she didn't have quite the impact she was going for.
So, Emmett's had his first lesson on girls. You think everything's smooth sailing, and then you get a whack in the face. Poor guy.
"Is she sick?" Chad asks.
"No," he answers.
So we shrug. But as she bends down, instead of kissing him, she whacks him on the face! Both hands! It took a bit of an effort to smile and say that's alright instead of pinching the little twerp. But Emmett was fine. A little surprised obviously, but fine. Didn't even cry. What a man. Of course, little girl is barely a year old, so maybe she didn't have quite the impact she was going for.
So, Emmett's had his first lesson on girls. You think everything's smooth sailing, and then you get a whack in the face. Poor guy.
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