President Monson

We got the conference edition of the Ensign in the mail today. I was sitting and reading it, and you wanted to look at it. You took it out of my hands and looked at President Monson on the front (for those of you who aren't Mormon, he's a prophet of God like Moses or Noah). Anyways, you looked at his picture on the front of the Ensign for a minute and then went in to give him a kiss. It was so sweet and innocent and precious. Then after you kissed the picture you hugged the magazine, handed it back to me, and went on playing. I thought it was interesting that you could just look at his picture and feel that he was a good person.