On Sunday you toddle around going from person to person. You climb on laps and get people to hand you keys and let you play with their programs. You love Sister Harris. She is from Scotland and I love her accent too. You sit on her lap and then you come back to Mommy and Daddy for a minute and then you go back to Sister Harris. She whispers in your ear and you sit and listen to her. You come back to get books or sippy cups and take them to Sister Harris. At the end of Sacrament I pick you up and Sister Harris tells me how you spread joy. You spread happiness wherever you go. And I know it is true.
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