Last night at Life Group I was helping to take care of all the kids. We had them in Joey and Spencer's room. It was loud! The boys in the room were hitting each other with stuffed animals, some of the kids were playing their own version of Heads Up Seven Up, Miles was crying, and other kid's were climbing up and down the bunk beds. Well, the noise was out of hand and Jocie, being the grown up little girl she is had a great idea. She said in a sweet and mature voice, "Who thinks we should play the Quiet Game?"
Spencer yelled, "NOOOOO It's HELLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!"
Cherry and I looked at each other to figure out if he said what we thought he said.
Then he said it again, "IT'S HELLLLLLLLLLL!!!! It's HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!! It's HELLLLLLLLLLL!"
I walked over to him and asked, "Spencer, are you saying that the Quiet Game is Hell?"
Without a hesitation and a smile on his face he said, 'Yes."
I had to tell him that when said that way the word Hell becomes a bad word. He said, "Okay."
It was so funny!