Of all of my children, Tanner was the one I was most worried about, in terms of choosing the right, when he was a little tiny boy. He was the only one who threw and fit and fought me when it came time to go to church each Sunday. I thought, oh boy, he's going to break my heart....
But somewhere along the way, as he got bigger and learned about the Gospel, he stopped getting so mad each week. I know that his Primary teachers had a lot to do with it (and just learning to be able to sit still!)
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