On Sunday, during family home evening, I was jokingly informing Bob that he needed to repent of being mean to me. To egg things on, I told Sariah to say, "Repent, Dad, repent!" (Let's not go into my parenting/spousing techniques at this time.) She obediently did so, and the next thing we know, she's preaching hellfire and brimstone: "Reeeepeeeeent! Reeeeepeeeent!" she's yelling in this horrible scary harsh and raspy voice. Don't mess with the preacher woman. I'm just sayin'.
Love it--that's all.
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