Today, Big E and I were "camping" under the blanket on my bed. I asked him to tell me a scary story. Big E: "One day, a monster went out hunting... for DINOSAURS! He found one, but it was dead. So he tried to pick it up, but it was too heavy. Because it was dead. So he prayed to Heavenly Father to help him, but Heavenly Father couldn't hear him because he was talking in monster language! The end."
Me: "What language does Heavenly Father speak?"
Big E: "English. And all the other languages."
Me: "But not monster?"
Big E: "No, not monster. Dad, do dinosaurs make meat in their stomachs?"
Me: "No, but they make it in their muscles. That's where all meat comes from: muscles."
Big E: "Mmmm... I love meat."
Me: "What language does Heavenly Father speak?"
Big E: "English. And all the other languages."
Me: "But not monster?"
Big E: "No, not monster. Dad, do dinosaurs make meat in their stomachs?"
Me: "No, but they make it in their muscles. That's where all meat comes from: muscles."
Big E: "Mmmm... I love meat."
