This has nothing to do with ASL.
On Sunday, half my kids had lost it by the end of church. (It was the younger half. Why did you even ask?) Jane tripped on a bag and lost it, Martha was left alone with the assistant Nursery leader (gasp!) and lost it. And...I don't even remember why Sam lost it. He was mad at someone throwing away his paper on accident or something like that. Anyway, I had some tired and grumpy kids after church, and Sam's continued crying had been long-since tuned out by a mom trying to pack up and get home.
Sam's cries were not lost on his friend, CJ, who was moved to compassion for him. He came up and very kindly told me, "Sister Merrill, what you need to do is go to the store, then you can get some Jello, and you can take it home and make it for Sam, and then he'll feel better."
And that's why we had Jello for dessert last night. I don't know that it worked on Sam, but it made his mom feel better, anyway :)
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