I had a conversation tonight about how my Grandma and Grandpa Boyer, along with my eight year old mother, took the missionary discussions. I told him how neat it was that they received the gospel of Jesus Christ and raised my mother so that she could raise me that way. Now, I am able to teach him about the gospel of Jesus Christ and we can be so happy. Taylor said, "But I am never going to be that way." He went on to say that Heavenly Father gave him a bad life because he is bad even though he tries to be good. When he is seven like Caleb he will be a little better, and when he is 100 he won't be bad at all. The conversation kind of broke my heart. He is only four years old. He's too young to think such sad thoughts. And besides that 94 years away!