I remember in the house on Emerson, I was probably 6, and everyone else would have to get up early in the morning to read the scriptures before school, but I was exempt because I was still sleeping. However, I would lean over on the top of the stairs and peek through at all you miserable people being forced to read, then climb back in my warm bed :)
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