A Case of Mistaken Identity

When I arrived at the school on Friday afternoon, Alisdair had a worried look on his face. As he climbed into the passenger seat he told me, in a concerned voice, "Mum the Jehovah's Witnesses were at my school today. They were handing out Bibles."

I couldn't believe it - even for a minute. After all, I didn't think the administration would approve of such a visit.

Then it dawned on me. So I said to Alisdair, "Are you sure it wasn't the Gideons."

"Yeah, THAT was it. I couldn't remember the name. I didn't know if I should take one of their red Bibles or not. But I got one."

He seemed very relieved when I explained that the Gideons were a good group of people who went to schools and gave out New Testaments to Grade 5 students, and that they also gave out Bibles to soldiers, and put them in hospital rooms and in hotels and motels.

When we got home he called Grandma and Grandpa to let them know his faux pas and we all had a good laugh about his mix-up. All that worry for nothing!

Counting Calories . . .

She's only four years old but apparently Isobel is already concerned about the caloric content of the foods she eats!

As I was spooning the contents of her third small pot of yoghurt in to her mouth this morning, Isobel asked me, "Mum, how many CAVITIES are in that."

Not catching on to what she meant, I said, "You used to have a cavity, but the dentist fixed it."

"No, not THAT one," Isobel replied, probing until I finally realized what she actually meant.

I guess you are never to young to take an interest in nutrition!