There's a very wonderful woman in our ward named Jamie that Nathan and I sit by when we go to sacrament meeting. She brings treats for Nathan and always tucks a toy or two into her bag for him.
When I get Nathan dressed for Church, I tell him we're going to go sit by Jamie, and he gets excited. He really loves Jamie.
The other week, Nathan came to Church in his "Señor Cranky Pants" mode. He was grumpy and ornery and didn't want to be reverent, thanks for shopping.
So there we were as they're passing the sacrament and Nathan is screaming that he wants Jamie (who wasn't there that week). What comes out of his mouth (loudly and repeatedly) is:
"No, Mama! Dam-me! Dam-me! Dam-me!"
Interesting looks from the people sitting around us to say the least!
We love you, Jamie! Thanks for being a great neighbor and friend!