Tonight
she was paging through the book while we were reading scriptures. As we were
talking about what we read, she kept saying, “Yi-yo! Yi-yo!” I asked her if we
needed to sing the song and when she assured me that was what she wanted, I
told her we would sing the song after we said prayers. She “Yi-yo”ed a couple
more times and the rest of us prepared to pray. We all folded our arms and
bowed our heads and then Matthew began to pray: “Old Macdonald…”
It
was a full five minutes before we got the laughter under control enough to
actually pray. I was laughing so hard I had tears running down my face. We had
to reassure Matthew that my eyes were watering because I was laughing so hard
and not because he was in trouble. And it was a much needed laugh.
I
sure hope the Lord has a sense of humor. If he doesn’t, my whole family is in a
boatload of trouble. Of course, heaven is going to be pretty boring if all the
awesomely funny people like Matthew aren’t there, so I’ve going to assume that
being hilarious is not a bad quality.
