Today at church, I was sitting at a bench all by myself. Wade had gone off to sit at the sacrament table. Our favorite little boy in the ward came running up to my bench and said, "HI!!! look at my book! Mother Goose!" I told him that was neat, and then he ran away. A few minutes later, his dad walked in laughing. He told me that his little boy had said, "Dad! The Poulsen is here! The Poulsen is here!"
So, to all you Poulsen's out there...don't be jealous, but I am the Poulsen.