"Excuse me, Guys"

So here is the background to this story:
Yesterday the girls went to the Primary's annual "Meet Your Teacher-Pajama Party-and Breakfast" activity. In addition to the usual "meeting your teacher" stuff, the Primary presidency also gave the parents and children the expectations for the year, the new program theme, etc. So our Primary will be using journals and the kids got to decorate a small journal to bring with their scriptures on Sundays. Anna and Janae both have their own set from their baptisms and with all the talk about "bringing your scriptures", Daila has decided she needs her own too. So we gave her a blue, soft cover Book of Mormon to keep in her bag with her journal.

Now at our house we read the scriptures at the dinner table as we are finishing our meal. Daila is usually done first and doesn't stay for the whole time, but tonight she came back holding her scriptures up high. "Hey!" she says excitedly (as if this was a new discovery). "After we eat, we read our scriptures!" (And she leaves her mouth open a bit because this is a pleasant surprise for her.) So she climbs back up to the table with her scriptures while Ben is reading and says that we will "pass it". Obviously she will expect a turn. Ben helps her read a scripture or two at the end and then she's off to the playroom.

While we're all in the kitchen clearing the table and loading the dishwasher, she comes in with her scriptures and says, "Dad, what does this say?"
He says, "where?"
"Allll of this," she replies moving her hand across both open pages.
So I peek at the chapter heading and say, "Oh that's when Samuel the Lamanite teaches the people and he is on a wall. And the people are trying to shoot him with bows and arrows but he has faith and the Lord protects him and he doesn't get hurt."
She makes a comment or two about that story and then flips to a different page. "What's this say?"
"Oh I like this part. That's when King Benjamin teaches the people and he is in a tower and all the people are in tents listening to him."
"And he goes . . . " (She starts kicking.)
"Well, no, because he is old and nice and the people are listening really well because they are ready to learn. But there is another story about a missionary called, Ammon." (See I'm thinking she wants some action, right?) "And Ammon has to cut off some men's arms because they are trying to steal the king's sheep!"
Daila's eyes go wide and she gasps (just the reaction I was hoping to elicit) but then she puts her lips together and with a hand on her hip she says, "He needs to say, 'Excuse me, guys. Please give me my sheep.'"

Yes, well, that's a lesson for another time.