We went to Matchetts for dinner tonight. Sister Matchett's mother was there and had been sick so we gave her a blessing to get well. David was making a big fuss about getting a hockey stick. He had been very spoiled and was sulking like a six-year-old. He is 14. He got mad at his mother because she would not take him out again to get another stick. Sister Matchett asked us to talk to him and straighten him out. We tried to make him realize that you don't always get what you want, but he was still sulking when we left.
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